Vance has you....

...Vance has you...

Wake up Neo...
...Vance's Sanity has you...
...Follow the white rabbit....
...Knock Knock , Neo...
I AM THE ONE!

Thursday, September 23, 2004

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Vance... in his early twenties, not a boy, yet not a man still. Trying very hard to grow up. Love is a feeling... a special type of feeling.

What's left? The liberation of man kind...?9:00 PM

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

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Realised how lonely it can be when I am all alone in my room last night. It could be the situation for infinite nights to come. While there are always compatraits a shout away in the camp during my National Service days, the deafening silence of loneliness will eventually catch up with one. But sometimes such loneliness equates to freedom. The intricate difference is so drastic yet so fine.

Ironic it may be that only when the blog is not updated that people comment. Gratitude to the few who dare to be let in on my distraught and worries. For when I am willing to share the burden of my love, when I be lifted of my burden for love. When one dare to give, one will be given one's due.

What's left? The liberation of man kind...?2:43 PM

Friday, September 10, 2004

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It's fucking boring to be in school alone and trying to complete my homework. Still suffering from the flu. It's not that wonderful to be in school by oneself while one's friends are out having fun or going out with their girlfriends. Guess I should start doing my assignment.

What's left? The liberation of man kind...?5:45 PM