'96. I love books, music and Justin Bieber. May the odds be ever in your favor. x

I'm Smiling. Why can't you?
20110225 @ Friday, February 25, 2011
It's annoying, you know.
How people think they have had the worst life ever, and that the whole world needs to pity them.
Do you understand how much that annoys me?
Especially when your so emo and so lonely every freaking day.
Aish.
Then you refuse to let others know whats wrong, refuse to let others cheer you up.
Let me tell you what I've been through in the past MONTH. Just this month.
-My bestfriend died.
-I don't know who I am anymore
-Everything my parents say, have to have the words Australia or study in them
-I have no idea who to trust anymore.
-Everyone's emo.
-Not allowed to dance anymore.
-Oh and to top it all of, my friend died yesterday.

Through all of that, I'm hurting inside. But that doesn't stop me from smiling.
Who knows? Even though I hurt, maybe one of my smiles can make someone's day a teeny tiny bit better.
So SMILE, even though all you want to do is cry.

Sayonara,
Mia ; =D
You wonder.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.

You think she's insane. Until, one day, you notice that she's taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.

Because you look. But you do not see.

And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she's some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.

Because you eat. But you do not taste.

It's been a while since their last album but he assures you, he's doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.

Because you sniff. But you do not smell.

And they say "Just OK" when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they're hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads "I wish you'd give me some privacy."

Because you listen. But you do not hear.

And they've got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.

Because you touch. But you do not feel.

And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.

Because you live. But very few, love.
Upsidedown
Friday, February 25, 2011
So yes, I laughed. I laughed at the pain and the futility and the frustration and the heartache to keep it separate from me. And while it may seem like insanity to you, it is the thing that prevents it, for me. 

The Medicine Is The Sickness?
Friday, February 25, 2011

 


If there’s one thing I hate, it’s people who won’t let me in on the freeway.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s having to let people in on the freeway.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s waking up to 50 assholes pretending to be me.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s waking up feeling like an asshole because I yelled at those assholes.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s people who turn the things I say into insipid greeting card messages.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s turning a bunch of ideas into a laundry list.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s that feeling you get when you scratch something new.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s not knowing what’s wrong with someone and all you want to do is make them feel better.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s knowing that my mind naturally gravitates towards the negative and not being able to stop it.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s people who become your friend, to become your friends’ friend.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s being really busy and using that as an excuse to ignore your email.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s having to acknowledge that my feelings are my own, no one else’s. And, my responsibility.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s forgetting that and taking the way I feel out on the world.

If there's one thing I hate, it's people who criticise things, who can't take criticism.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s going to the same job day-after-day for the same pay.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s not having a job.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s not you.

It's me.
Friday, February 25, 2011

Sitting in the cinema, ready to watch the movie... and when its about to start........ BOOOOOM, Human giraffe sits in front of you
 
 
 
 
I just realized tomorrow is SATURDAY!!!
Friday, February 25, 2011
One day, love and friendship met on the road of life.
Love asked: "What's your use when I already exist?"
Friendship smiled and said, "I'm here to make people smile when you make them cry."
Friday, February 25, 2011
Why do You ignore the girl who is in Love with you, the one girl who know's you've done wrong plenty of times and still want's to be with you , the one girl who doesn't care what others say about you, the one girl who know's your completely wrong for her but still want's YOU, and only YOU, why do you ignore the girl who could really make you happy, the one that maybe deep down you know you truly love her too, Why won't you accept her. ~Scares the Hell outta you doesn't it?
Friday, February 25, 2011
Girl: Say im a man after everything i say...
Boy: Go on..
Girl: I went to the pub
Boy: im a man!
Girl: I met this girl
Boy: im a man!
Girl: i took her home
Boy: im a man!
Girl: I slept with her
Boy: Im a man!
Girl: She whispered in his ear..
Boy: im a man...
A note
Friday, February 25, 2011
Someone woke up today.

Someone woke up today and kissed someone they love on the forehead.

Someone woke up today and kissed someone they love on the forehead, before they left.

Someone woke up today and kissed someone they love on the forehead, before they left, they said

"I love you. Have a good day. I'll speak to you later."

Someone woke up today and kissed someone they love on the forehead, before they left, they said

"I love you. Have a good day. I'll speak to you later. I love you. I love you."

And they replied

"I love you."

And they kissed them goodbye.

For the very last time.

Someone woke up today. But they won't wake up tomorrow. 
 
(c) Nicholas Caleb Yap
Friday, February 25, 2011
The biggest scars are unseen and unremembered, always from a smile you forgot long ago. We would never get anything done otherwise.