Time to get up and go..

walking to school this morning, i realised lao ma's words are right.. i started out with nothing yet i have survived for 17 years already.. Thanks mum..

well, I was stabbed in the heart, I fell, I bled.. Now.. I think I stayed down long enough. Time to get up again. I pull out the knife and discard my already dead heart. I stand on my 2 feet. Staill a little weak from the pain but at least I am standing now. I say to my dead heart, I am sorry i caused your death. Then i think, i am still standing, my heart will grow back.. as long as I am standing. With that, my dead heart turns to dust and is blown away with the wind. Yes.. my heart is now with the wind. Time to move on..

I am a pangster, the Gin Advocate, an Ex saint.. I maybe heartless but i am not alone here. Now, I pick up my stuff and limp on. Time to get out of this darkness.

I know the guys that helped me will mostly not know that they did but I have to say this.. your thoughts and our memories helped me alot, esp of the things last time, they taught me how to stand up once I fell. Thanks Hs and the pangz

And hey lao ma and reb, I didnt forget you 2. Thanks for help me get through the night. though i still didnt sleep much..