sidetracking abit, after having a near-death experience while driving 2day at ubi, i decided against shouting out in fb... But now i blogging about it, contradictory huh? Alrite la i'm much calmer than morning, so this is juz to be another normal brandon-style emo post..

Ok i'm back, damn sian.. as what i msged fat boy the day after i returned, reality bites back so hard, i cannot stand it (i wonder why he never reply to ask me to sit down), the week hols in taiwan was enjoyable to a large extent, except for a few one-off incidents.. Not that its a new experience, i'm damn sure almost everyone will feel like this when they come back from hols.. but this time round, i dont know.. Looking at the road ahead makes me wanna give up before i even wanna set foot on it.. Sometimes i hate myself for being so weak, but the discouraging atmosphere that envelops the mind and the demoralising thoughts that clouds my judgement are stuffs that i cant seem to be able to stop..

i shall squat on my chair and think deeply then :S