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Name:: Kevin Tan, Vin, Tan, Kev, Kebin Boi, Shin, Kevie-kun, etc etc..
D.O.B:: 23rd March 1990
Horoscope Sign:: Aries
Chinese Zodiac:: Horse
Email:: lone_redwolf76@hotmail.com
Location:: BSB / KL
School:: Chung Hwa- SRS Datuk Simon Fung- Maktab Nasional- St.George's School- LKW
Hometown:: Kota Kinabalu?
Places I'd like to visit:: I'd love to go around the world if I have the chance.
Loves:: #1 MinMin!, Friends, Food, Drawing, Anime, Reading, Sleeping, Sarcasm, Chatting, Music, Writing, etc..
Fav. Colors:: Silver, Red, Grey, Black, Blue

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Monday, October 30, 2006

Deep Deep Sorrow..

First and foremost, I hope this doesn't offend anyone. If it does, sorry. This is just what I'm feeling, and if I don't let it out, I'll go berserk, rampage..maybe worse. But yeah, it's me, my blog, and my thoughts. Respect me for that. I'm in deep pain, very deep pain. No, it cannot be compared with other people's because everyone is different, but I just can't handle myself right now. (Don't start with 'Oh, you're better off than other people..look that kid is going to die soon..I already know that. So don't bother..) I don't know how to get rid of this fucking feeling. It's like a hole is punctured in my soul. No, it's not that I can't be happy. I can. But why? Why is this feeling haunting me? It hurts, it really does. It breaks me down. My eyes well up with tears, and they simply stroll down my cheek. Really, it just sucks. I bet its really disturbing when you guys read this. Sounds like I'm really breaking down and going mental huh? How do I feel really? Okay, let me explain... It's like having thorns wrapped around my heart. It's like having knives repeatedly stabbed into them. Its a repeated cycle of fucked up feelings. I've never felt this bad since Form2. If I could grab my heart, rip it out, and show it to you, I would. I really would. It's deep sorrow, confusion, anger. Please, don't give me crap about how this and that works. It's not the same for every person. And everyone has a fucking limit. I'm at mine right now, my emotional and mental limit. It could be loneliness, or self hating feelings, internal struggles, or maybe I'm just Bipolar? And I don't even know what that means. Lately that's all I've been really feeling. Maybe I'm different on the outside, just maybe. Maybe I don't show it. But yeah, it sucks. Maybe it's not fair, maybe it is. Maybe I've done something wrong, and this is my retribution? Day by day I live with this shit-fuck-ass-screwed up emotion. I don't even know what this is. I wanna go on, I really do. It's not easy. I'm just human. I've been sleepless for nights and nights, And maybe you think, won't this screw up your studies? Hell no. I may be breaking apart like meat being ripped apart by two wolves. But I'm still standing. Ain't letting my fucking emotions get in the way of what I want to do. I'm just saying, I just fucking hate this feeling, and I don't know how long I can live with it. A little pressure ticks me off, my long lost temper has returned, I'm more sensitive to certain issues now...and all that. Maybe I'm selfish, and all that, you may say..because I want certain things to go my way. But I don't force it. I just fucking let it go on. You can say all those things about accepting, letting it go and such. But its not easy. Life isn't easy. Nobody ever said it was..etc etc. I've heard it more than once. But fuck, I'm still going. My way. I've got a will of my own, free thought. Maybe its stupid of me going like this. Being 'negative' if you want to call it, or maybe I'm being a jerk, or an asshole. I may lose friends over this behaviour of mine. So before that, I deeply apologize. If this sounds like a blog of a deranged person and all that..well yeah, go ahead, think what you want to think, say what you want to say. I'm all mixed up. I'll go lie down in bed till I fall asleep hours later. Good Night Folks. This is not for attention, this is not asking for deep deep sympathy. I'm just in need a place to let off steam. Lots of it. God Bless those sitting for their exams. (See, I don't hate God or anything...I just can't hear his voice right now...) Econs 1 was beautiful. Econs two..well, I might just make it. I hope. There may be many many things I am not happy about, or I do not like...etc etc. Argh. I don't know what to say anymore. Don't judge me, that's all. You can judge my problems, give me your opinions. But maybe I won't accept them, but I'll respect them without dissing them. Good Night, once more. I'm going on a roller-coaster ride baby...all alone.


it's 11:33 PM now

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Okay..

It's 11.20 right now. I'm not in the mood. I'm under shitloads of pressure. Maybe its nothing compared to you, but fuck it, I just hate this feeling. I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs, and I need to let that rage out. I'd rather not talk about it, but I'm very pissed off. I find myself very difficult to understand. So fuck it. Burn, I want all these emotions within me to burn away. I'm pissed enough to kill right now, fucking seriously. I've been fucking holding in all this for a long time, all the crap I'm enduring from lots of people. Well, fuck me for having feelings, fuck me for not shouting at them when I should. I hate myself, because I'm so easy to be trampled on. Sometimes I wonder whether I'm doing enough for people..So..Just fuck it all. Nothing's good enough. Good night. It doesn't pay to be nice.


it's 11:23 PM now

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Art

So...yeah. Art, just a while ago, I was lying down on the sofa, thinking about some stuff. Mainly, art and all its forms. Tears just streamed down my cheeks thinking about it. What a long way I've come. Without realizing it, art has been a part of my life since I was a wee brat. Right from the age of 3, to be exact. And I am proud to admit, that I am in fact, an artist...after all this. I don't know, maybe I figured I wasn't skilled enough to be called an artist. I admire all kinds of art, suspended art, computer arts, musical arts, the art of speech, the art of cookery, written art...and all that.

Seeing myself from that angle, as an artist..I suppose you're meant to be quite different from others. (Okay this might sound corny, as inspired by HD's Movie, Raise Your Voice, which I borrowed from Manzy a while ago) You feel differently from others, and using the feelings we have, we transform it into art...may it be in our songs, our drawings, our writings, or even the food we cook. It may be positive energy, and even negative energy, but we can turn all that into positive art. It might sound odd, but...ahh...I just don't know, it feels awesome. Maybe we are faced with a block sometimes, unable to do what we just do. But in the end, we pull through, don't we? You may not excel, but at least you are able to do it. I would admit that I suck at shading, and colouring, but sometimes, I just pull through. (Most of the times, with help of course, =P)

Ah..anyways, I guess this is just a rant. But I look back and remember every kind of Art that I've done and what I've done with them. I remember...how I left the piano behind, and then how I picked up drumming, which brought a lot of joy to me. Art, in all forms, can change people. I mean, its free, limitless, incredible, awesome...indescribable. I also remembered, how I first tried cooking, baking and all that. It was odd at first, but when you eat what you cook, it just feels great. Then I remember when I first picked up a camera, and took pictures with it. Look, now I have my own Digicam, and I enjoy taking pictures with it. I mean, limitless right? How many ways have you tried cooking an egg? How many ways have you tried drawing people? How much detail can you add to a stick figure? How many rythms are there to a song that can be sung? How many beats can you add when playing a song? God, its just great...and its in everybody. Some are born with the talent, some develop it as they grow. Still, its just great.

Hmm, I guess I ran out of things to say, but mainly, I'm bored right now. I'm waiting for Min to call me, and my parents to come home, with some food for me. Lol, yeah. Anyways, good night folks. Well, speak of the devil, my parents are home. XD Glorious Food!! Take care everyone, I hope this entry wasn't too boring!


it's 10:45 PM now