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Saturday, February 11, 2006

Okay, so now I'm blogging for the sake of blogging. This shall be wholly dedicated to documenting my feelings at the moment

I feel like a zombie. An aimless one. At least other zombies have a sense of direction. Their master tells them where to go. I have no idea. I am unable to decide for myself, for my conflicting emotions obstruct the otherwise crystal clear path that leads steadily to the gravestone. Instead there's a mist. A fog. Obscuring the view. As a result there are a million possible routes. Terrible. I know my aim, but I don't know how to go there. Well that still can't describe my feeling. I don't think even Shakespeare could, and his IQ is what? 195?

Well during science yesterday, we continued our physics. I like physics a lot because its mostly maths, but you have to remember a lot of stuff so I guess I don't like it that much. We learnt about vector and scalar quantities which I have heard of before... but I didn't know what it meant so it was rather enriching. Vectors are quantities with direction and magnitudes whereas scalars are quantities with magnitude but no direction. Undoubtedly the latter. Powered by an invisible force. A sailboat and the wind. Rudder missing. Catastrophic. Haixx, that still is unable to symbolize what I am feeling now. Have been feeling this hole in my heart for so long, yet I don't know what to fill it up with. Inexplicable. Nothing left to say, only I've done all my homework except ART. Been trying to use homework as a push to thrust me in a direction, any direction. As long as there is displacement...

Ending off, I would like to apologize... to whoever I may have hurt, consciously or subconsciously, with my knowledge or without, directly or through someone else, in this mist, in this never-lifting fog. I pray that people would just stop bothering me, and others that did nothing to warrant such bothering.

Thanks in advance,
The oh-ever-so-boring blogger
Li Ki

2L @ 5:10 PM
"Sorry also must exprain"
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Hello Uncle...Bah Chor Mee one. I want chilli plus tur Kwa plus can I watch your CCTV playback of Jeff Lopez...=D

BahChorMeeMan Says:
Move on?
Move on your si lang tau ah....

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