I’m still me, I haven’t become a religious “freak” (like some people like to call us), I just believe and pray for others to one day understand it.

I am very fond of Kurt, since I understand his pain and I know what it is like to be in that hole, instead of drugs, I used alcohol, promiscuity, anorexia and cutting to “soothe” the pain, nothing works, because it’s a black hole that only someone like God can fill.

After that, it all went away, all my bad habits… I didn’t need rehab or professional help. Only God helped me.

I love rock music, it has a special place in my heart, but it’s no longer number one. It takes God to really enjoy it all, it’s like you said, HE is the REAL rock.

I usually don’t talk like this (like I said, I’m not a religious freak), but I just wanted to add my 2 cents, since some people think they know it all… Some things are IMPOSSIBLE to describe (or try to convince anyone who hasn’t been in the same place).

Kurt, you will be missed, I think there aren’t lyrics as raw and honest as yours anymore.

I’m dying to read your entries (if you do get a wordpress account) so don’t hesitate to drop by with your link.

At this point I’m also supposed to finish a presentation for my course but like you, my priorities drift all over the place.

This is really surreal, to know that people all over the world lead parallel lives. It gives you an epiphany, the realisation that it’s time to stop moping around and embrace every inch of your (eccentric) personality. Simply ‘cos it’s real, and it’s there.

You have a nice day too.

So, when I found your blog, I read the first page of posts because the most recent one intrigued me, and I connected with it all too well. To my surprise, I found that we’re living quite parallel lives. I feel that you are the Singapore version of me, and I the American version of you.
I know that this must sound crazy, but the similarities I have with you are undeniable, even within a few blogposts.
I could make a list of what we share, but that’s not necessary, and probably would be quite odd to read. I may get an account on wordpress now. Call it narcissism, but I simply can’t sense such a strong connection with someone and not drop in from time to time.
Have a nice day.

While I empathize with what you’re saying (I, too, have been there), I also want to point out a few things.

Nobody’s really paying THAT much attention, or judging you that harshly. All those things you think they’re thinking? Chances are they probably didn’t even notice. Chances are that they don’t even care. Everyone is too wrapped up in their OWN respective insecurities.

Just my $0.02. Chin up and take care!

PS: I agree that your schoolmate seems like a dick. (I read between the lines)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Y-txJHja4A

Totally know what you mean! I’m worse than having a slouch, I (still) have the worst of all adolescent enemy – the acne Which made me even leveled up to Nerd Nirvana or something. Oh well! But hey c’mon sometimes when one slow down to think, these stuff don’t matter, even for just a little while