//...strike!...\\

Thursday, March 13, 2008

whew, it needs a lucky break to end the dumb night duties at east coast park.. looking back i cant imagine surviving 6 nights... it's 7 days since i basked on sunlight, that's how bad the weather is nowadays..

really hate it when i'm alone sitting down looking at the sea, ur mind never fails to wander far far away.. you think about alot of things; you think about your past, you think about all the mistakes you've made.. you remembered the promises you broke, you saw the faces of the various people you let down for the past 20 years.. you realised you can never let someone down again cos he's already gone.. you tried hard to cheer up, but the endless pain and regret surfaced to eat you up in the end.. whats left of you is just a emotionless soul living for the sake of living..

then i realised a fact i tried to run away for the past four months or so: the brandon of the past is gone.. the brandon at mshs, the brandon at mshs sjab, the brandon at cjc 1t37. the brandon at sajc 05s72, the brandon at saints fitness, the brandon at bmt and now the brandon at 30sce.

they are all gone

looking at the sago seed in my wallet, i swear i will rebuild myself.. i want to get strong.. i want to be the one encouraging others, not vice versa..

fuck, i really hate it when i end up like this everytime....

//Brandon struck at 10:13 PM\\