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Saturday, September 19, 2009

knnbccb.

yes, my vulgarities is back,
after 2 years plus?
I always find vulgarities is totally not a necessity.
but when I'm at the verge of breaking down or blowing up, it is a necessity to me.
It's also one of my tools for stress management.

sorry WilliamLee, sorry to say all the anger words at you just now.

I begin to keep everything to myself,
and not let anyone to know what's on my mind,
what's in my heart,
and what exactly what I want to do.
I don't want to let anyone to know me better anymore (Family excluded)

Maybe I'll talk to zhu,
someone I feel comfortable to talk to at this moment.
Someone who won't ask, why this and why that.
Someone who won't say 'this is not good, that is good' that kind of thing.

I know there's plenty ppl out there who cares alot for this little sister here.
but you know,
sometimes I just have so fucking much things on my mind,
and trust me, no one knows what I'm thinking.
No one.
Just like Now..
Because I'm not willing to share.
Because I'm afraid to share.
As much as I know when people says 'this is not good, that is not good',
It's all for my own good.
But sometimes, that's not what I want.
I just want a listening ear..
and won't ask me this and that, tell me this and that.
or feel any negatives in the heart towards what I say, even though you keep quiet.
I rly just want a genuine listening ear.

Maybe, I'm really wrong..

Monday maybe going JB..
zhu's off on Monday.. heard Ah Lun also..
shall see..

P.S: I'm really tired.. (Whoever is reading this, if you don't fucking understand me. Stop saying why Yi Jun is always tired over little things, or over childish things.)

You can jolly well fuck off, from this little kid's blog.

Yi Jun blogged at 1:07 AM

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