Sunday, March 26, 2006
seven random facts about me
Thursday, March 23, 2006
HEE IM SO HAPPY NOW.
Friday, March 17, 2006
johnny was an average school boy who had an average family.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
he was holding a knife in his right hand.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
for some reason,
Saturday, March 11, 2006
IM COMING HOME TODAY. WO0T! =D
Sunday, March 05, 2006
im envious.
1. people say im thin. baha.
2. im not in singapore anymore.
3. I JUST FLEW ALONE FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY!
4. i had a huge bowl of cereal for dinner today.
5. i think im quite blur.
6. do you think im morbid.
7. i miss someone dearly.
seven celebrity crushes
1. JESSICA ALBA. HAHA.
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Seven qualities I want in a potential boyfriend/girlfriend:
1. everything that you see in my current one.
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5. -
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Seven things that scare me:
1. the dark.
2. scary movies.
3. tests and exams.
4. homework.
5. nine months is a long way to go.
6. drifting away.
7. losing someone very important.
Seven random songs at the moment:
1. ashley parker angel - invisible life
2. matchbook romance - promise
3. the all american rejects - dance inside!
4. liz phair - everything to me
5. the click five - catch your wave
6. matchbox 20 - bright lights (yes i know its v old song)
7. backstreet boys - i still.
Seven things I like the most:
1. going back to sg.
2. not having homework
3. not having tests/exams.
4. school holidays
5. listening to songs
6. not having to think about anything to do with schl.
7. being with that special someone.
Seven things I plan to do before I die:
1. can
2. i
3. not
4. think
5. of
6. dying
7. yet?!
Seven things I say the most:
1. I DONT GET IT.
2. haha.
3. omg.
4. wtf?
5. uh
6. sigh.
7. fuck.
seven people i want to do this too:
1. aiya.
2. i
3. dowan
4. saboh
5. pple,
6. like
7. CHENNAY!
etched at 4:56 PM
=DDD
i finished my hw.
and cleared up some stuff.
hee.
=D
=D
HAPPY HAPPY.
omg i feel so damn good now. xD
etched at 10:31 PM
he went to an average school and lived in an average house.
he was just a normal kid living down the block.
as he opened his room door to go to the kitchen, he saw dad watching the telly
and managed to pick up some words of the news being broadcasted.
there was another missing case.
danielle had disappeared last night.
she went for a party over at her friend's.
although she called her parents to say she'd be home by midnight,
she never did come home.
johnny returned to his room shortly after.
it would be no surprise to wonder what little johnny does everyday in his room.
cooped up and hardly ever leaving home.
he didnt have much of a social life since he spent most of his life in his room.
perhaps with his books.
as weeks passed, people were going missing at a rate that would scare anyone.
an emily had disappeared.
not forgetting an andrew.
there was also terrence.
clearly something wrong was happening.
someone's out there somewhere.
maybe johnny stayed at home so much now to keep himself safe.
his parents encouraged his actions since he was home most of the time.
there would be little chance for him to disappear.
johnny was a kind and helpful boy.
teachers praised him for being so caring.
he had always placed others' well-being before his own.
he must have been an angel sent by god to brighten the lives of those whom he knew.
in school, a classmate approached him.
"johnny arent you scared at all?",
"what for?"
"that person out there. it seems like he could be after anyone!"
but johnny wasnt afraid.
he never was.
he was the strong type.
the type that would stand his ground even in times that would send people panicking.
unfortunately, even little johnny disappeared.
along with him, was a girl heather.
this was a mystery, for johnny's parents clearly saw him coming home the previous day.
he went into his room, but never came out.
when johnny didnt come out of his room for breakfast the next day, his mom worried for him.
dad decided to break down the door.
and on the floor of johnny's room was a message.
im sick of giving the world everything i have.
im sacrificing too much.
no one ever does anything like that for me.
im done.
all that effort; blood sweat and tears.
and now i want it all back.
or maybe i'll continue being kind johnny.
i'll just take back blood.
sure, im an angel.
im an angel of death.
for you out there. alive and breathing.
dont think im done.
i'm saving you for last.
and that was the end of the message.
his room windows were open, and the curtains blew in the breeze.
of course, johnny always managed to capture people's attention.
thats why his message wasnt written with pen and paper.
it was some sort of thread-like material.
intricately cut out,
it was the veins from his victims.
etched at 9:39 PM
twitched his hand and the reflection of light against his blade flashed across.
it wasnt clear, bright light,
but was rather... dirty.
dark.
red
and bloody.
his veins bulging out of his arms as though they would burst any time.
he was well-built man judging from the size the muscles on his arms.
clothed in what was white sleeveless teeshirt, he looked rugged.
there was a long cut across his chest that tore it into almost two pieces.
he stood upright with his arms hung relaxed by his sides.
his pants merely seemed like pieces of cloth that had been put together in a sloppy manner.
he had no shoes on.
with his head hung low, his long and unkempt hair covered his face.
slowly, he lifted his face.
his hair still covered it.
only the bottom half was visible.
a crazed smile began stretching across his face.
there was something in his rising left hand.
clutched tightly, in his grasp was something wet and dirty looking.
but it was moving.
his face looked more and more distorted as his smile gradually became wider.
his teeth showed as he smiled insanely with such great hysteria.
the sight of his face was disturbing.
then, with a closer look at his left hand, one could tell.
the wind blew gently and rustled his teeshirt as if it was dancing.
something had been gorgedgouged out of his chest.
and there in his clenching fist, was a beating heart.
his beating heart.
etched at 7:48 AM
im feeling sad.
etched at 9:05 PM
etched at 10:07 AM
people have found their clique of friends.
to hang out with, to study with.
im still a loner.
haha. leave me to rot and die, yeah.
i like being alone.
so when i die, no one would bother.
the world would enjoy seeing my corpse.
=)
til then.
goodbye.
etched at 8:37 PM