The Haunting

Ah, very emo stuff here. Soo very unlike myself. But yeah, emo stuff none the less!


It haunts me, planting seeds of hatred in my head
Blackening the heart, washing away the red.
Frantically I try to wash away the stain
But all it does is worsen the pain.
Why does it hurt so much? I wonder.
Did I bring this upon myself ? I ponder.
Broken, in my bed I lay
Watching as it darkens each bright day.
Consuming me entirely from head to toe,
When will it go away? I do not know.
A tattered mind, a shattered heart.
A heart that can do nothing but love.
A mind that can do anything but forget.
My mind thirsts for revenge while my heart longs for peace.

CHARM NO.56

I have wasted precious hours of my life just waiting at the bus stop for the dreaded bus no.56. Well whenever I wait at my Hong Kong Bank bus-stop for bus no.56 to take me home, I always end up waiting for 20-45 minutes. I have been travelling by bus no.56 since my school days, and I've been facing this problem since then. But I finally seem to have found a solution to my problem!
NO, its not an increase in the frequency of buses!, but my good pal Noel!. Noel? How can a good pal be a solution to a problem like this.? Well, one day after our part time job for Antiquity, Noel walked with me to my bus stop, and as soon as we reached the bus stop, my bus arrived in less than 2 minutes. And just as i entered the bus, I clearly remember telling Noel..."Dude, you're my lucky charm". And well, I never really meant it at that time but the next time Noel accompanied me to my bus-stop, the same thing happened. So I was like, ...this must be a coincidence. No, it's no coincidence, it's just luck....Good luck! (Something that has been eluding me all my life). I'm sure it's no god-damn coincidence because it's happened on countless occasions now. Even though he has to go out of his way, to walk me to my bus stop, he still does it, and everytime i catch a bus i'm like "fuck dude, you're awesome!".