keeping the shit in

alrighty.. something happened and well i just wanna blog to encourage myself and everyone else..

i really need to get a private blog one day. i just cant stand writing a journal..

anw mus help to support daddy le.. ya jus nw when i came home it wasnt a pleasant sight. my parents were out. daddy out to new creation's ministry of helps [MOH] meeting.. supposed to be there too but damned clement din tell me abt it. hahas.. anw, dad nt home. mom still at work. and when i came home the first thing i saw was my grandpa banging his table. and my grandma screaming at him. and then the whole thing just got out of hand. and my grandpa just said somehting that went along this line

"you want me to go take a walk? WALK? I GO AND WALK NOW!."

and so he stomped out of the house. and i just had my shower. so i talked to my grandma. she was unhappy abt him surfing the net every single time aft dinner he wld just sit there and chat online.. so i talked to my grandma abit.. and then yeah i found out that my dad's salary got cut by $1200. so i was kinda put off. my dad already had financial problems before the cut. im trying to do my part to help him le..

yeah i knw that.. well im one of the more fortunate ones. i just wanna do my part to help my dad in this time of crisis. before this i know that he has problems coping le.nw.. sighs im just worried. a tad worried for him. God will provide amen?

yeah. personally i know of a few ppl who are far worse off. im so lucky to have such a loving daddy and mummy.. hee. ok i shant brood over things. jus wanna tell myself to cut down on expenses..

yup. i will talk less on my phone.

i will.. use less money.

i will comfort mi daddy!!

and whoa i jus f0und my old diary. hahaha damn cute. the things me and marshall wrote. damn funny. the songs we composed. poems. i shall jus take one.

when we were heartbroken. well at least he was pretty heartbroken and i was in a state of.. dying-ness.
so here it goes:

i look across the sky,
i see ur shining face for me,
and i knw that i am free

frm this world of endless suffering
i am a differnt man
different for u to see.

subconsciously, dreaming of a world
a world there for only you and me.

unconscious. what would we see?
dream about that world
That world for u and me.

whats the point of living. is it for you? is it for me?
Dreaming. subconsciousness. unconsciousness.
dreams of you and me.
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dreams. i guess we're jus made of dreams. nth else matters as long as we believe..

dear iLu =)