Hi, don't talk about this.
Whoa I'm approaching my 500th post. That's kinda weird, it means I've posted around once every 3 days.
There have been many reasons for me to not blog about certain issues, because some people look up to me as someone who is above such situations. And if I blog about it, I kinda thrust you into the spotlight, and that's disturbing because that's never my intention.
Because of that, I've never had the chance to use my blog as a platform for any form of catharsis. I mean, OK, I can't possibly write a song or choreograph a dance or film a movie, but at least I could write something in the immature and childish way I so abhor. And I could probably feel better about myself after such incidences, because it's tiring keeping everything in when you want to let it out but can't because you're not expected to be one susceptible to such retarded stuff.
有时候真话太尖锐
有人只好说著谎言I don't think I'm one who enjoys lying. In fact, you can ask me anything and I'd answer you everything you ask. I'm not proud of everything I've ever done, but at least I won't be bothered lying my way through, because although honesty is never the best policy, it's the best insurance for a clear conscience. But you've never bothered asking, and I find it weird going to you to tell me more about myself when you're not asking in the first place. The lack of interest is disappointing, and it's a clear sign that I'm not really worth your time at all. OK, I got the hint.
假如时光到流我能做什么
找你没说的却想要的Now that I think about it, when I met you back then perhaps I should have started off in a stronger way. Maybe things would've turned out differently and I won't be here wondering about what could have been, and what could be. I went to re-read a certain email once, and I found that I haven't changed even since then, and I don't know what does anyone really want. And I'm always awkward in such situations so I choose to run away, avoid the situation altogether, and stay that way, without trying to do anything. Like a chicken.
假如我不放手你多年以后
会怪我恨我或感动If I were pester you further, would you hate me for making life even more difficult as it is for you right now? You've never struck me as a cheerful person, and you've always changed yourself to suit others around you. So if I were to impose myself on you, you'd be even more patronizing than you already are. And I don't want you to carry on talking to me only out of sympathy.
假如温柔放手你是否懂得
走错了可以再回头I guess that about sums it up. I'm tired of all this anyway, and I'm even more tired now since I've got more things on my hands(not A's not mid-years definitely, but more issues of this nature), and if I don't really know what I want, I'm completely stuck.
I really miss those Skype days when I could at least know you're online when you're down. I won't reach out to you, but I want you to know that you could. I loved Travian during those days, because Travian brought me Skype, and Skype gave me a platform to be closer to you. Didn't stop me from screwing things up but still, at least the chance was there.
And I'm never going to admit it. You will ask me what's this blog post about and I'd say 'No, nothing.' But you of all people would know, and know not to question me about this. I want you to know, but I don't want you to show that you do.
How conflicting.
Now there are other temptations in place, and I am completely lost. Oh well. I just hope Kenichi comes out soon. Nothing beats manga distraction.
Oh and I don't like Portugal. Their performance wasn't fantastic in the first half and I'd say that North Korea looked like it was going to win. I don't understand its eventual crumbling, and how people are saying it's lousy when it's apparent that they were not, as evident from the first half. I kinda zoned out at the 2nd half when Portugal went on a rampage. It's boring when the match becomes too one-sided. Yawns.
-- 6/21/2010 09:42:00 PM
