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About Me


Hi! I'm Val. Well, um..
I juz an ordinary gal dat always feeling numb to the vacancy of my own humanity.^_^

I'm a full-time reader, net surfer and part-time blogger. This is my blog where I'd crap all my thoughts, everything!

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-Playing Piano-
-Sleeping-


Previous Posts

  • I'm a girl..
  • A Night
  • 喜欢
  • My first chinese poem...finally..
  • The competition..on a bad hair day...
  • I found a theme..for my poem..but a sad one
  • A Valentine poem for my wifes...
  • A Friendship poem written by ME..ha..
  • Another S.H.E pics frm "Zhen Ming Tian Nu"!!
  • "Zhen Ming Tian Nu"..S.H.E!!


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    09 April, 2006

    Sick..


    Today PS got activity..so i went to skol lo. When i reached there, where were the other Form 5 librarians? so bad lerr them, they came late to skol. We're planning to hav a simple gathering on next tuesday, hope it's going to work..
    I'm sick ledi..I'm looking for a doctor, a remedy that will cure me completely. It's a simple poem..don't know what to write...and i'm very tired today. Sleepy..ZzzZzz..=_=

    Title: Sick
    No chances to be happy
    Never feeling well or "okay"
    I'm a patient who is trying to get better
    Yet there is no remedy in sight
    To cure my illness

    I'm sick
    Sick of being lost in life
    No directions towards paths and roads
    Sick of seeking the way out
    Out of the never ending problems

    I'm sick
    Sick of hiding behind the disguise
    Between truth and lies
    Sick of the cuts
    The cuts that make me falling helplessly

    I'm sick
    Sick of wearing a mask
    A fake smiling mask across my face

    Sick of being too soft hearted
    Holding the tears and thoughts for myself

    I'm sick
    Sick of running out of inspiration
    Tonight seems to be a never ending night
    The darkness breaking through the light
    Swirling to a world of peace and tranquility

    posted by -Val- on Sunday, April 09, 2006  
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