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1.
About someone...

You're reading Souless
I'm Leia.
Call me whatever you want,
Cos it's merely a name.
If you're looking for me
Don't.
P.S.
Yeah I know. Simple blog.
It's just my life story.
Anyway, get to the point.

There is a hidden link.
Find it,
And you'll see the darker side.


2.
About past...

Song of Solo
Within 180 days,
If there is no changes here,
Its when my existence faded away.

Be a witness of my story

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Credit to
Daphne


3.
Witnesses of my existence
Haru Deon

4.
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5.
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6.
Thanks to Daphne's Original Blog
Designer: %Dj.deck-
Basecodes: Baby_Fiqa
Scrolling codes ;
Inspiration(s): 1 2 3
Music:


Friday, October 17, 2008 @ 8:57 PM

The same sky that we both stared,
Same atmosphere that we once shared,
Same road that we walked,
All had became nothing but past.

Now,
I start all over,
With this shattered past sealed,
I have to.


When the one from past forsake me, I have no other choice but to move on... because I know, I should not cause anymore trouble for one who care for me.

Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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SOULESS
get your codes from: 1 2 3
Friday, October 03, 2008 @ 11:48 PM

After all the tolerating,
I fought with a Malay.

This is what happen:
He's walking towards me,
With a breaching and a hose with him.
He saw me,
& he sorta shout: don't know how to help is it?

Of course, bad attitude,
But during then, I'm blocking the stairway if I stand there,
So, I move into the stairway's more empty area,
Then I wanted to wait for him,
& help him,
But before I turn,
A hose flew at me.

Don't need any explanation,
it's him, who threw it at me.
The hose sorta hit my leg & cause excruciating pain on the old injury,
So I squat down on that instance...

Yet, while walking past me,
He kick my back again.
I flared up,
I punched his leg,
And he kick & punched me back.
Thanks to my helmet,
My upper body suffer no injury from those hits.

More than 10 people around me.
None stop him,
Other than Abel,
Who came into place & stop the fight.
I am thankful,
Cos at the very least,
There is someone there for me.
Also, thanks, Murbarak, Li Chong & Rupert.


End of Story.

So, if you ask me: why not report to instructor or so?
My answer is: They said they could charge both me & him fighting.
Yeah, I did 1 punch,
He did like 10 over hits, plus a flying hose,
And we got the same charge.
Yeah, fuck up.

In the end, they said they gonna give both of us a chance.
Yeah right, both of us.
What the fuck.
"Both of us"?
What wrong am I in?
Yeah, I fought back.
So?
He assaulted me,
I self-defended myself.
End of story.
Who gonna win in court?
I don't think I'll lose.


If you're asking me why am I not tolerating,
I already doing my best.
There's 2 groups of malays here:
1: Non-offensive Non-racist Non-bully, friendly group.
2: Offensive, Racist, Bully Chinese group.

In some way,
Me & 2 of the china guys are the 2nd group's main target.


First of all:
I am not trying to be a racist here,
Nor am I doing anything to stir up racial topic,
But now, this is what I been through.
I acknowledge that whatever I declared here is a true story.
If anyone saw this,
Wanna report me as "Stirring up racial harmony",
By all means, do it.
Even if I'm not a racist,
Probably they will force me into becoming racist.


Fate threw me many jokes... practical jokes. He just want me to know, world is always unfair, with evidences.


Yours Truly; Lorenzo
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