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Joce-lyn
All I yearn, is for the love of someone, coupled with the love from my sibling and parents. And to me, true love is when one sees an imperfect person perfectly. Which is what I see in you. The degree of the love that I have for you, I will learn from my past mistakes and make myself better for you. Just you. Then again, maybe I'm never the one. I'm not perfect, nor am I good in any sense.
Actions never coincide with words, and thoughts never coincide with either. That is, if you ever get past the first sentence.
im contacting tli cho landtran for advice on driving the winter roads. hope that they can liase with me to work something out so that i can work for them year round, sponsoring me a work permit there in Canada while i get a Class 1 license.
im well prepared to leave Singapore to fufill my dream. it seems like im running away, but what im running away from, i still have not figured it out. but this is the path i've chosen. i've scouted for 2nd hand trucks, such as volvo and freightliner.
they cost almost the same when 2nd hand, each with a 10 speed transmission. pretty ok, mileage around the 500k figure. have yet to see the interior pictures to make a decision. im thinking whether to buy a first or second hand truck still... it cost big bucks...
People are made of good and bad, and this balance is what makes everyone special. i guess i've been let down more than not. thats why im seeking solitude. i feel sad, but no tears come. i feel many emotions, but i bury them time and again with work, piling more and more. i really wonder how long this is going to last. or even, how long i am going to last. its like a disease, eating me from the inside. only difference is, there aint no medication for this. only i can push this out of myself. but i guess, memories stay yes? they are rooted deep within me.
i always try to break barriers between people, bring them together and see them happy together. even now, im still doing it. and it makes me happy. but hell, i cant even get my own life in order. its amazing that i can turn out like this. real amazing.
and i found out that i MIGHT not be able to get the cascadia im yearning for. seems like it operates on a hydraulic clutch. shit. the hydraulics dont matter on normal days, but in NWT where the windchill factor falls below -50F during the Ice Road season, my clutch is gonna freeze up in one real quick hurry. might have to go with a Volvo 670 like most people, or a 780 since i like my creature comforts. or, a freightliner columbia, that has no airbag like the cascadia but a 10 speed trans and pretty much looks ok, slightly smaller than a cascadia though...
im well prepared to leave Singapore to fufill my dream. it seems like im running away, but what im running away from, i still have not figured it out. but this is the path i've chosen. i've scouted for 2nd hand trucks, such as volvo and freightliner.
they cost almost the same when 2nd hand, each with a 10 speed transmission. pretty ok, mileage around the 500k figure. have yet to see the interior pictures to make a decision. im thinking whether to buy a first or second hand truck still... it cost big bucks...
People are made of good and bad, and this balance is what makes everyone special. i guess i've been let down more than not. thats why im seeking solitude. i feel sad, but no tears come. i feel many emotions, but i bury them time and again with work, piling more and more. i really wonder how long this is going to last. or even, how long i am going to last. its like a disease, eating me from the inside. only difference is, there aint no medication for this. only i can push this out of myself. but i guess, memories stay yes? they are rooted deep within me.
i always try to break barriers between people, bring them together and see them happy together. even now, im still doing it. and it makes me happy. but hell, i cant even get my own life in order. its amazing that i can turn out like this. real amazing.
and i found out that i MIGHT not be able to get the cascadia im yearning for. seems like it operates on a hydraulic clutch. shit. the hydraulics dont matter on normal days, but in NWT where the windchill factor falls below -50F during the Ice Road season, my clutch is gonna freeze up in one real quick hurry. might have to go with a Volvo 670 like most people, or a 780 since i like my creature comforts. or, a freightliner columbia, that has no airbag like the cascadia but a 10 speed trans and pretty much looks ok, slightly smaller than a cascadia though...
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