it's all about me
Joohniam Lew Jun Hui.
14August'90
18+ years old
Simei ITE
Xiia0lam3r^.^ !
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Msn: iamjoohniam@hotmail.com
How do we remember?
Is the brain a jar that holds our memories?
Then when we die, does the jar break?
Are our memories spilled on the ground and lost?
Or is the brain a map that leads down twisted paths and into hidden corners?
Then when we die, the map is lost but perhaps some explorer could wander through that strange landscape and find out the hiding places of our misplaced memories.
I guess it was never meant to be...But just something we have no control over....and that's what destiny really is
I still panic sometimes, forget to breathe, but I know that there's something beautiful in my imperfections; the beauty that he held up for me to see. The strength that I will never be able to say.
I love when the sky is gray. When the dawn paints the roofs of the buildings and the sun is still hiding. The city is ours then. Right before everyone takes over, right when everyone is still sleeping. It’s hard to notice that it’s so cold when it’s this pretty.
I've been nothing but myself since the day I was born, and if you can't see that it's your failing, not mine.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
I HATE MYSELF LIK ****
i am so playful la i oso donno why the person say tat i gave her
false hope i really treat everyone the same not only to her
i really care for everyone lo
but the onli thing
i can say is
Today in sCh lik donno leh very lucky play po0l win al0t of ppl l0
ok la today jus blog to here anything else i will update
later......
smile always..take kiare
6:40 PM
