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

     LPhoenix
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    • Sunday, November 02, 2008
    |12:15 AM|


    it took a eon to forge it all
    yet a passing of a second to watch it fall
    the slabs of sweat and blood encased within
    were now boundless with no due mean
    the torment of time torching the intangible
    fell flat to the desires of the material

    a desire to break free from the past
    but all that remained would be ground up dust
    a stranger walking throughout the endless plains
    peering through everything, with not any gains.
    he bids goodnite to the cold hungry world
    in his dreams for the long lost girl

    on one day he went for a hunt
    but fell victim to the bullet of a gun
    the countless shots that he once endured
    counted for nothing, from the wound the blood poured
    drained of physical and mental strength
    tears of helplessness filling the banks

    a long way stood for the lonely old man
    with nothing around him, but cold bloody sand
    in this hostile environment, he stood crumbling
    nothing went well, as far as it was going
    only one thing shone true for him, and the word was hope
    but the light was fading fast, than what he could have coped
    it heralded the end of the long drawn chapter
    many things had happened, and soon ceased to matter...

    does it matter once more?


    And I realized...
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