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Friday, July 13, 2007

Protection may be the least thing a girl wants. Care and concern, the sincerity is what they're looking for. But whatever it is, its often being misunderstood as OVER Protect. So yea. Suddenly thought of this and decides to jot it down.

Waiting for wees to finish work and mok finish his stupid dota. And then heading down to ice bar for Jolene's birthday.

Happy Birthday Jolene!!!

Anyway... I find that for most birthday after my 18th one, i always find myself drinking.... and thats real bad.. belly is no good.. no time to exercise.. sian ar..

I was late for work today. Work up at 749am and called the black man immediately. Hopefull he wont scold me on monday because he dint do that today.. lol.. and i just pierced my tongue. God bless me and all...

8:30 AM

Friday, July 06, 2007

I understand the feeling of pain.
I understand the feeling of being left behind.
I understand the feeling of being stuck in a hole.
I too understand the feeling of being in the dark.

I use to be the one encouraging people when they are depress over things and its very easy for me to ask about them. But now, i cant even sort out my own problems in my mind. My mind has become really complicated. I dont even know what i want or what i need. I just feel so damn sick of standing alone without anyone beside.

Now i know why people are writing diary. Its to write whats deep within which you cant tell anyone. Or rather, they wont understand because i cant even understand whats this damn feeling thats pulling me down.

Why? Whats this feeling?

Outwardly, nobody can tell how i feel. What is the feeling deep within the heart. Somehow, i understand the word Depression because i think i have it. Just that im controlling it by laying it aside. But still, problems will still exist if its not solved.

I miss the time when i have so many people beside me whom i can talk to, whom i can share my Joy and Woes within me and share their problems with me. Now i dont even dare to speak when someone is down. I will just ask them to smile. Thats the best i can do because no comfort in the world can really calm the restless mind and heart within anyone.

No matter how exciting life may seems, its still meaningless - Jordon

11:19 AM


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Name: Jordon Lee Weisheng
Age: 18 in 2007
Date of birth: 22nd June 1989
Location: Singapore
Email: windweisheng@hotmail.com
Hp: 91509875


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