please dont tell her- jason mraz

gay


ok its time for an entry.. since kens blogged i think i shall too.. i'm finally no longer a a recruit.. a crappy low rank private.. and i really wish i could take up firefighting.. it would be dam awesome to tell my grand kids,(which i doubt i'll ever have) that i was a fire fighter.. but ah..now i can tell them i was a clerk at the public affairs department.. which is er... interesting..


so.. recruit life at cd has actually been quite fun.. made some great friends like andrew and ramiz and jeremy.. core members of the gay squad.. and the others like zhi han yi heng ck lin hao solikin jimson lawrence ahmad sambri and choon and.. gaahh i cant remember all the names.. not to be racist i'm glad i managed to land up in a chi gang.. i just prefer the culture.. plus they're great people lar from different walks of life.. macs lunch was fun but also abit sad lar.. like no more platton 5 gay squad.. but the 31st bbq should be a blast...


anyway,i havent skated in so long.. i feel like a total looser poser noob boob lar.. cant ollie properly.. cant do any flip trick consistantly.. my spin tricks are all gone.. i'm just so scared of my anlke.. but i'm gonna start over.. alvin has taken up an interest in phycology.. which is rather strange for an ah beng.. but i still admire the way he breaks things down to the simplest detail..


i just ate this horrible tasting leaf...


suddenly i'm liking abit of rnb and hip hop songs.. i dont understand why.. but still.. i've been listening to jason mraz not stop the whole day of today and yesterday.. i dont know.. i just feel happy.. or perhaps i'm just trying to forget the nonsense in my head...



i finally managed to gain the weight i lost in the army.. dam depressing lar.. but hey, i feel abit of boobie on my chest.. and my arms have grown by like 1.3 cm.. dam happy lar.. but crap.. i need 10 more kg.. sadly my pull ups are getting from worse to crap..


i know i'm changing.. i can feel my self caring more abt the people around me.. i'm sick of running away from problems.. i want to face em.. strangely.. i guess army has helped abit..


its dam sad when its weird to talk to your old flame.. like contact is so minimal.. its just so hard.. i want to be friends.. i want to be normal.. i dont see why its so hard.. i tried making conversation today.. but apparently it didnt really help.. is it that hard?

i hear she's kickin ass across the board and rock two hundred thousand higher scorerjust in time to save the world of being taken over

she's a warrior

i couldn't play again because the game it never end it never even landed on the can

and never let me in to spend my quarter

there's no love for me no more

say it isn't so

how she easily come, how she easy go

please don't tell her that i miss her

because i don't

say that it isn't sohow she easily come, how she easy go

please don't tell her that i've been meaning to miss her

because i don'tnot for her

it's not that i'm mad to forgive

forget what i said

that i'm crazy like the rest of us

and i'm crazier when i'm next to her, ha

so why after the all of everything that came and went

i care enough to still be singing of the bitter end and broken eras

i told you i don't but

i am only trying to be the best with my intent to cure

the rest is sure to lay me ease the plural hurts of the words of reverse psychology

that's easier said

easier than done

please don't dare tell her what i've become

please don't mention all the attention i have drawn

please don't bother cause she'll feel guilty when i'm gone

because i'm crazy like the rest of us

and i'm crazier when i'm next to her

and it's amazing how she's self-assured

and i know she'd hate me if she knew my words

do i hurt anymoredo i hurt, well

i don't

i don't

i don't