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Story Of My Life

who am i? 

why am i here? 

what do i do?

This is the story of my life, where the sun always rises too soon, and the alarm is too loud

By this time, i'm already late,but it's okay i've been late all my life, im used to it, in fact im expected to be late.

Long and lonely walk, i wish i could drive, but i wasnt allowed to take the driving test due to my abnormal head, but it's okay i like to smell the fresh smell of carbon monoxide to start my day anyways.

If you think black's cant hail a cab, imagine what it's like for a paperbagface boy.

It's lunch time, I spend them alone, wish i didnt have to eat alone all the time, wish I had some friends , some one to love, some one talk and laugh with, I would share my chicken rice with you if you were my friend, I promise.

Seriously I feel so lonely, I'm watching a comedy movie, but I'm crying.

Fuck this life I, cant take it anymore, if no one like's me then ill change me, I'm going to design a new me, a better me!

This is the new me, sleeker, sexier and more stylish me, sigh who am I kidding no matter how i change my looks, I'm still me, no one will ever like me, I should just die. farewell cruel world

credits. I'd like to thank all my friends that are big parts of my inspiration a lot of times by being the idiots you guys are most of the time, thanks for being fucked up and doing it around me ;D 

special thanks to : 
Tee Tze Hoe for inspiring me to do this piece hope you liked it, as much as I enjoyed doing it LoL. 
check it out here :http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=6513453&id=882380174 

Chen Wei Nye, for being the photographer in all the pics ;] and for being there all the other times, you make life worth while.

Flash Animation

Typography Paper Bag Design

to: zero-zero nine

The break of a new dawn once again, let this new light wash upon us, will it open our eyes this time? Shall we make amends today? This is the new beginning, once again, what will I make of it this time? Will I feel the same, will I feel nothing? No, I sense a change. But then again. I've said it more then once before. But still, I believe, I believe in you and I believe in me. Let us gather ourselves again. Together we will share our light and break the darkness that has long and relentlessly haunted us, and when it's bright enough, maybe we'll finally find our way again, find our path that we've been led so far away from.

The journey is a long and tedious one,so stay close and don't lose me in the dark. Although all we have is a mere matchstick now, dim and unconvincing, but we shall burn as we go on, our flame will build and grow , bigger , brighter more brilliant.

I've often found myself burnt out and wanting, but you've given me the fuel to keep on burning, to keep going, to keep growing. You've strike the match and I watch it burn, the flame grows in me and burns the darkness of my disease, I feel better off, cleaner , stronger, motivated.

you're my flame, you burn me and burn away all the unwanted, you keep me warm on the coldest nights and light the way on the darkest hours, I feel propelled, optimistic, i want to turn the corner, see the next page and smell tomorrow's air, you make me wanna.

i hope i can, build the same flame in your as you've so gasoline soaked and ignited my heart