post - 放榜

Far from it.

I want it;

I need it;

Can't ignore it.

To be fair,

I ain't even good.

I can't say I don't care;

Get drunk with dancing juice.

I have no shame about that.

I can't decide between Physics and Engineering.

There is no way not to be sad;

Though BBA nor BA can get me into killing.

Drinking sends shivers down my spine,

I need to cry but can't really.

Keeping whining, I am certainly not fine;

Because my mind is so fucked up, damn shitty.

Best 3 University is within my ability,

Hope for the worst but wish for the best.

I will never be satisfied, ridiculously;

Never wanted to be a normal lad. 

Cloud Atlas

pre - 放榜

I am sad.

Shit

I am tripping over trivial nonsense.

It seems like

Everybody looks,

Everybody looks, like they care.

Care. 

Do they? 

Do I?

I do.

Caring is not what I use to do.

No.

No one ever is used to care about anything, at all.

Not me, at least.

They should not be anyway.

For that I have 2 reasons for:

Ethereal individuals are not to be reached by my normal flow of life. I am just, plainly, envious.

Iridescence I crave;

Suffer I must,

Regardless of outcome.

Quite frankly speaking, hatred is not necessarily projected to them.

 It is only fair that if I am able to express my most inside thoughts.  

Though, the second reason is:

Oblivion.

Not sure if it is still oblivion,

When I realize it is oblivion, consciously.

I have been bothered since my dawn.

The exact same reason: the fast pace of time.

I am not fully aware of the pace of time.

A Man.

God Father.

Maroon 5 - Love Somebody

勿看深

重返blogging

再拾舊歡, 卻未見舊人。

今, 回望: 痛?

不。不痛。

是恨。

恨自己。恨近人。

恨時間。

原blog欠備份 - 心酸

酸, 只因回望的時候, 

能望見的, 少了。

重拾之因 與 初心, 一樣: 受友人唆擺。

分別, 是不同的友人;

可恨, 是不同的友人。

時間