Profile.

Name:
LAI XUANJIE JASON.
Birthday:
02/05/1990.
Home:
SINGAPORE.
Job:
STUDENT @ TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC APPLIED SCIENCE SCHOOL.
Pets:
ALL DIED LONG AGO
Political:
N/A.
Listening to:
TOO MANY TO LIST.
Fearing:
NEGATIVE RESULTS.
Loving:
GOOD TIMES.
Hating:
LACK OF VITAMIN M.
Wanting:
A COMPANION.
Needing:
A LIFE.
Hoping:
BETTER TOMMORROW.
Thinking:
ABOUT MANY THINGS I SHOULDN'T BE THINKING ABOUT.
Wondering:
ABOUT EVERYTHING.
Realizing:
THAT LIFES A JOKE.
Learning:
NOTHING.
Dreaming:
NIGHTMARES.
Craving:
$6 ECONOMIC BEEHOON.
Quoting:
"THERE ARE NO BEST FRIENDS,ONLY FRIENDS THAT KNOW YOU BEST".
"THOSE THAT MIND DON'T MATTER,THOSE THAT MATTER DON'T MIND"

Adores

Online chat/games
Chilling with friends
Karaoke
All you can eat MEAT
Slacking

Loathes

VEGETABLES
Peanuts
LOW EQ people
Durian
Anything else that you know i hate

Friends

  • 4G
  • geraldine
  • nerissa
  • wenjie
  • keith
  • tingxu
  • moses
  • boonwei
  • jasvin
  • zhu en
  • roy
  • special seven
  • jun ru
  • grace foo
  • weijie
  • yvette
  • DHSNPCC
  • dion
  • xun xiang
  • siew mai
  • crystal
  • grace
  • zoey
  • jocelyn
  • ASSC
  • clarissa
  • liwei
  • aaron
  • glenn
  • janson
  • alfred
  • mashitah
  • joey
    Wishes

    New computer to replace my fried one
    New HDD to replace my smashed one
    iPhone
    Good final GPA
    A good-friend

    Wall of memoirs


    Thanks

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  • Saturday, July 19, 2008
    |12:36 AM|


    hello good world,
    in this world, there are idiots as well as geniuses
    then there are the average blokes like you and i

    why?
    to simply balance the ratios,
    yet there always seem to have more idiots in our lives than geniuses

    and once again, paths collide

    GA for the day;

    A passing remark started it all,
    to catalyse the event of a great fall
    the stage was set for an epic war,
    and through the ashes, scars were borne

    words of the forsaken they had come to learn,
    things that looked easy, but tough to discern
    the cries of anguish that flooded the dam,
    no such importance like strawberry jam

    an evening trickled by with no moments to spare,
    left just one fuming, and two in despair
    for the forsaken like them, had come to embrace
    the wrath to bear, with no mercy or grace

    the curtains drooped down the misty moonlight
    the shadows returning into the night
    the gargantuan effort that had been sown
    reaped no rewards, for enmity had grown

    A day in setting, A day in life.
    was more like an act in heavy disguise
    for beneath the facade where everyone lay
    the words of truth, to much dismay

    the downing of morrow, concerto of life
    now heralds the beginning of eternal strife
    who knows whats to happen, in this lasting play
    left only the words of people, with things left to say

    a GA of today, a blank for tomorrow
    a bottle of beer, a mindful of sorrow
    hath one endured torment, till this very end?
    to embrace the journey, with one's descent

    the words of apology flailing helplessly
    the anger left behind for eternity
    for if YOU don't understand these simple words,
    then in any case, its downright ABSURD


    some things never change for the better;

    those that matter, don't mind.
    those that mind, don't matter.


    And I realized...
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