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Tuesday, May 18, 2010' 5/18/2010 02:03:00 AM

In a span of 2 weeks, I've had Changi nasi lemak, Qi Ji nasi lemak, and Boon Lay nasi lemak.
Boon lay nasi lemak wins hands down. It's the sambal I swear.
But nothing beats, nenek's nasi lemak.

It's this weird sinking feeling deep in your heart, that makes you wish you could just rewind everything, to what it used to be, when everything was so much easier.
Letting go is the hardest thing to do in life.
But it's a must, cos everybody knows that time is a bitch.
Life goes on, and on and on, and on and on and onnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
And then we die.
Its like this anticipation. And in anticipation, we occupy ourselves with daily activities, to distract our minds from the thought of that inevitable death.
But ultimately, we will go back to where we came from, all of us.
And being alone 6 feet under, scares the shit out of me.
We all make mistakes in life, some more grave than others.
But hopefully, I live long enough to repent. Seriously man.










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