[[*W i n t e r T e a r s*]]

25.4.10

[[Finally]]

Ah finally I remembered the weird email I used to create this blog.

Hais.

More to complain.

The stress of being attached.

Of course there is the joy of it. But somehow all your emotions seem to be linked to his as if the blood vessels are linked to the heart. You feel the blood vessels and you can feel the heartbeat.

I am having a difficult paper on Monday. And what am I doing now?

Hais.

Just because he is sad.

But... he is sad because he wants to do something for me but is faced with a lot of obstacles.

He feels dejected by his parents and like a kid picked up from the rubbish bin.

I can't help him. I guess no one can except his parents.

Hais.

How to continue studying like this?

Hais.

And more Hais.

[[Story Written On By pZ]]*|2:49:00 a.m.|

[[*The Writer*]]

name: peizhen
bdae:05 may 1989
age: 19+
horoscope: taurus
nicks: pz
skool: peiying pri, st nicks, vj, nus
location: singapore
worth: $2,133,082

resolution: none currently

[[*My Adores*]]

food:any food!
drinks: iced cold ones! esp chocolate!
pastimes: listening to music, playing music, slacking, stoning
people: all who consider me as a friend! (:

[[*My Detests*]]

people: none so far! hopefully forever too!
food: anything tasteless or taste horrible!

[[*Music's Playing*]]

artist: tank
song: give me your love

[[*My Past Memories*]]

[[*The Conversations*]]

[[*My Friends*]]

[[*Credits*]]