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trosaa


I have stopped doing this.
But when I do,
I will write as I will.
I will write as I love.
And I will do as I live.


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Depression
Thursday, June 24, 2010

Well normally I don't blog about how depressed I am. Ok sometimes I do. But it's definitely not this kind of depression that I'm feeling right now.

Ok something is wrong with me for sure. But FYI I'm not having period so there's no reason for me to have mood swings or whatsover.

Urgh nvm. Fuck me. Bye

Who's the soldier?
Saturday, June 12, 2010

In this battlefield, there are two: One who leaves you hanging, and one who always has been there. Both seem right to you, both are the ones you want to see fighting for what you're worth. As you know you deserve a chance to be happy and to be appreciated, to be worth of the fight.

But in the end of the day, you realise that you are the one who's bled too much for both of them. You play on the safe side 'cause you're running out of time, and you know how the battle goes. You slowly know that all end up with scars, but sadly, you already are...long before it all started.

So now as you think about every single bit, you know that you heart isn't wholly settled but you allow yourself to grow out of it. You believe in yourself, you will be okay no matter what. Because sooner or later, you will be the commander to withdraw the fight. You're just indulging yourself, but you know.. you're the soldier now, not them two.

ok FML
Thursday, June 10, 2010

Yesterday at a bus stop, on the way home, another auntie, came talking to me. I was listening to my mp3! So i thought she wanted space to sit, so I moved over, but i could tell she was speaking to me.. As usual and as polite as I can be, i took off one side of my earpiece, and

Me: Sorry?
Auntie2: Sorry ah what time is it now?
Me: (-____-)
Me: Uh.. ouh it's 11:50
Auntie2: Thank you ah..


Wow.. I have Old Folks Magnet balls. Muahaha.

So I do attract people..
Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Yesterday in the lift, there was this apek who pressed floor 12th while I was going up to my 16th floor. So we had a very interesting conversation.

Apek: Hui jia ah? (translate: Going home?)
Me: Huh? (I acted blur)
Apek: You going home?
Me: Uh yeah
Apek: Hello, my name is Kelvin *took out his hands for handshake*
Me: *feeling wtf but shook his hand anw*
Apek: Wah your hands so cold..
Me: *this -___- face* Yeah weather cold la..
Apek: Work? Come back from work?
Me: Yeah
Apek: How much your pay?
Apek: *continue* 2K?
Me: *huh face* Oh no la..
Apek: 1K?
Me: Nah.. (Dont want to entertain already)
Apek: So low ah? So little?
Me: Yeah.. somewhere there only

Soooo finally, the door opened up and it was time for him to leave.. but he was a very persistant dude.

Apek: Ok remember me ah, my name Kelvin. What's your name?
Me: (While the door was closing up on him) Rosa..


I got home and I laughed to myself, but I was fucking scared, who knows he followed me to the doorsteps or what. Haha.


Then again this morning, while at the bus stop waiting for my bus, I was listening to my iTouch and feeling like shit 'cause I missed my bus by just barely 5 seconds. Knn. But nvm.. There was this auntie, suddenly turned to me and talked to me. So obviously she was talking to me, and I, myself, being nice, took off my earpiece and looked at her.

Me: Huh? Sorry?
Auntie: Wah this bus very long. This no 5 bus took so long.
Me: Oh okay.. (feeling: Wtf again man.. it's morning, give me a break man!)
Auntie: More than 15 minutes already you know, so long.
Me: Oh okay.. *put on earpiece*


If today I ever encounter any of old folks's situation like these, then FML! Toa Payoh is getting weirder each day dude.