Saviour, He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave
Shine a light in and
let the whole world see
Singing, for the glory of the risen king
Jesus, Shine a light and
let the whole world see
Singing for the glory of the risen king
yourstruly
Psalm 33:2-3
"2 Praise the LORD with the harp;
. Make melody to Him with an instrument of ten strings.
3 Sing to Him a new song;
. Play skillfully with a shout of joy."
i went to dbl-check everything for school. and everything went to hell
1. IS: i had hoped for a better tommorrow. im given no respite.
Group Page: 1IEEM_P05
hey heavens above... thanks. thanks for ruining my fucking life. thanks for ruining my day. thanks for ensuring my tommorrows are filled with sorrow and pain. thanks a million.
people around me have friends in their class. karthi has julian. pearl has lynn and half the swedish army. what the fuck do i get? i get people whom im not so close with. thanks. why dont you put lee kuan yew in?
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2. lessons theres no lesson on tuesday and thursday. tuesday = deepavali. thursday = hari raya.
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3. life itself well i wont repeat my thanks to heaven and whoever and all. but well. thanks alot! somebody teach me the art of eating air please. because i must survive until the 15/16th with $1.50. i heard tissue paper can be eaten. and its cheap!
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whoopee! so everyone is cheering: *head bobbing in a bimbotic bobbing action* omg! you're in my class! like, totally!
wee. school. so happy.
Saturday, October 29, 2005
-9:56 pm
simple plan - crazy
*note if you really wana watch (for some obscene reason) then click play, pause it and let it stream finish first. youtube is free but has lousy streaming. Underneath the gun in front of waiting eyes
Underneath the gun in front of doubting eyes
mocking eyes.
i don't care anymore
Thursday, October 27, 2005
-9:09 am
GREEN DAY - "Jesus Of Suburbia"
[Part 3: I don't care]
I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care [x4]
I don't careeeeeeeeee
Everyone is so full of shit Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave We are the kids of war and peace From Anaheim to the middle east We are the stories and disciples Of the Jesus of suburbia Land of make believe And it don't believe in me Land of make believe And I don't believe And I don't care! I don't care! [x4] [Part 4: Dearly beloved]
Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying Are we demented or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
[Part 5: Tales of another broken home]
To live and not to breathe Is to die In tragedy To run, to run away To find what you believe And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist
So I run I run away To the light of masochist And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies And I walked this line A million and one fucking times But not this time
I don't feel any shame I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go Running away from pain
mas‧o‧chis‧m [uncountable] 2. behaviour that makes it seem that someone wants to suffer or have problems :Unconscious masochism seemed to drive her from one disaster to the next. ----
my hair is too short and thin... damnit. why do i always do something stupid to my hair. i WILL NOT CUT HAIR ANYMORE!! UNTIL I GO NS. must control...
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ok more photos. if anyone cares. how about comments people????? why nobody... im undecided about photo captions. i think if i need captions to explain my photos. its kinda 'not good'?
this is pulau ubin. it has lots of bugs. you can ask the people who laughed at me for wearing jeans to a sunny island.
east coast beach
loving parents produce happy kids
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
-8:44 pm
i doube if i will have time to play. so forget it. mmm... wise masscomm wisdoom.
"...we launched World of Warcraft in China and Singapore with great success, and work continues on adding even more content for our players." from http://forums.worldofwarcraft.com/
launched here huh? how come i have no recollections of this? but china... hmm....
oh scroll down to Player Character sounds and click on each voice. its darn farni.
-7:49 am
save/tear
me.
please/apart
theres a difference between a snapshot and a photograph.
more pics next time. if anyone cares.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
-11:26 am
THE ROLLING STONES - "Paint It Black" (Aftermath - 1966)
I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin sun My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes
I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Yeah!
I guess things are not how they used to be There's no more normal families Parents act like enemies Making kids feel like it's World War III
No one cares, no one's there I guess we're all just too damn busy And money's our first priority It doesn't make sense to me
Tell me what's wrong with society When everywhere I look I see Rich guys driving big SUVs While kids are starving in the streets
No one cares No one likes to share I guess life's unfair
Is everybody going crazy? Is anybody gonna save me? Can anybody tell me what's going on? Tell me what's going on? If you open your eyes You'll see that something is wrong
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simple plan is rather mainstream. but sometimes thats not a bad thing. i decided i like simple plan. but only select songs that speak something.
'perfect', 'crazy', 'untitled', 'shut up', 'welcome to my life'
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southern thailand and nothern thailand. divided. according to an editorial by the straits times, the two never actually co-existed peacefully, since Thailand was known as Siam.
well not surprising, two states with different ideologies, how to get along?
i think... maybe one day Southern Thailand might spilt off. then we end up with North and South Thailand. like Korea.
things might end up more peaceful like this.
Saturday, October 22, 2005
-8:58 am
GOOD CHARLOTTE - "Hold On"
This world This world is cold But you don't You don't have to go You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely, and no one seems to care Your mother's gone and your father hits you This pain you cannot bear
Your days You say they're way too long And your nights You can't sleep at all And you're not sure what you're waiting for, but you don't want to know more
But we all bleed the same way as you do And we all have the same things to go through
Hold on if you feel like letting go Hold on it gets better than you know Don't stop looking, you're one step closer Don't stop searching, it's not over Hold on
What are you looking for? What are you waiting for? Do you know what you're doing to me? Go ahead...What are you waiting for?
Hold on if you feel like letting go Hold on it gets better than you know Don't stop looking, you're one step closer Don't stop searching, it's not over Hold on if you feel like letting go Hold on it gets better than you know Hold on
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theres a new breed of poverty-stricken households.
i read it in the papers some time ago.
about this family who didn't LOOK like they needed money. but they did.
case in hand, consider this: does having a 5-room flat mean being self-sufficient in finanicial terms? does having a big TV mean anything?
well... walk into my house and you'll think everything is fine and dandy. thats just the surface. scartch that superficial facade and you'll see the sickly underside. rotten and full of despair do i feel.
i dont know about the others. but i feel sick to the core at this house....
walk in. big living room. newly renovated kitchen and balcony. 24th floor with 'magnificent' view. two tvs in living room. closer inspection reviews the bigger one is spoilt while the smaller is in use. laptop lies on table. handphones, ipods?
poverty? not at first glance. check the bank accounts. look at the wallets.
sometimes its not that we are rich. its just that 'luxury' items in the past have now being bumped to neccesities. like contact lenses.
now im figuring out how im gonna survive school with less than $30.
gross. and to think he is still in singapore. hanging around orchard.
-9:23 am
Tonight, Friday, 21st October.
Channel U, 11.30pm.
Moon Child.
Staring Hyde, Gackt, and Wang Lee Hom (?) (: yay. too bad lynn's not around to watch.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
-11:13 pm
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE "Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us" The amount of pills I'm taking, counteracts the booze I'm drinking and this vanity I'm breaking, lets me live my life like this
Well I'll choose the life I've taken, never mind the friends I'm making and the beauty that I'm faking lets me live my life like this
Well I hope I'm not mistaken by the news I heard from waking and it's hard to say I'm shaken, by the choices that I make
Well I'll choose this life I've taken, never mind the friends I'm making And I get a little shaken, because I live my life like this
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
-9:31 am
"EQ is not for everyone. It is not something that a person is born with. Just like leadership, EQ has to be nurtured. Sadly, none of the people I know, not least the people who matters, have any decent amount of EQ in them.
Just because someone is quiet, it doesn't mean she is aloof. Just because someone is independent, it doesn't mean she is stubborn. Just because someone looks capable, it doesn't mean that she always is. It's a cliche, but I am often misunderstood.
I can't blame friends or acquaintances for misunderstanding me. Most don't know me long enough to know me well enough."
really i feel the same way. except maybe the EQ part. can EQ really be nurtured? maybe.... life-changing occurences in Life can drive someone to become somebody totally different.
haiiz... people i surround myself with don't know me much. because they don't know me for long.
those that do know me aren't there for me anymore. (seriously not there. like uncontactable or 'can't-talk-to-them-not-there') each warped in their individual pursuits. i do not blame them. what else to do in Life?
but sometimes when i try to patch that gap, either way... it fails or nothing happens. i guess maybe i am born to be a loner.
and then there are those i tried to befriend but drifted away. i take the blame i guess. its always me... nobody likes to talk to a depressed person. because the depressed person cant talk very well.
i want to take this opportunity to say (like anyone is reading) "We say -'take care' or -'don't drive too fast' or -'be good.'
But really, these are just other ways of saying -'I love you', -'you are important to me,' -'I care what happens to you,' -'I don't want you to get hurt.'
We are sometimes very strange people.
The only thing we want to say,and the one thing that we should say, is the one thing we don't say. And yet, because the feeling is so real, and the need to say it is so strong, we are driven to use other words and signs to say what we really mean.
A joyous insult carries more affection and love within the sentiments which are expressed insincerely. An impulsive hug says I LOVE YOU even though the words might be saying very different. Sometimes the expression is clumsy, sometimes even cruel. Sometimes we must look and listen very intently for the love that contains. But Tt is often there, beneath the surface."
-There are things you would love to hear that you would never hear from the person whom you would like to hear them from; but do not be so deaf as not to hear it from the one who says it from his heart-
Monday, October 17, 2005
-6:30 am
AUDIOSLAVE LYRICS - "Doesn't Remind Me"
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost Cause it doesn't remind me of anything With a graveyard tan carrying a cross Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like studying faces in a parking lot Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like driving backwards in the fog Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost The things I've held sacred that I've dropped I won't lie no more you can bet I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like gospel music and canned applause Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like colorful clothing in the sun Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost The things I've held sacred that I've dropped I won't lie no more you can bet I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours If it doesn't remind me of anything
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OM... i love this song... its so sad... i have the music video but not the song itself. anybody wants it can msg me on msn.
i like gackt - mizerable also. and x japan - kurenai. and i have videos to boot (:
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nothing makes me happier than being sad.
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i went in like 15 minutes late for my IS appointment. totally forgot about it! lucky karthi came to msg me on msn.
rushed to log in and surprise surprise there are vacancies. but i cant get a description for the individual modules. all of them had the same descript. which tells me nothing. in this kind of situation... i just pciked anything that came into mind.
haiiz.... im in some dumb module!!! is anyone in my class? 2247 IS IE 1IEEM, I&E IN ACTION: EVENTS MGT Time: 1:00PM - 5:00PM Day: Mon YONG CHIU YING @ YONG EI MAN
Sunday, October 16, 2005
-1:53 pm
till death do us part - some of you may have seen this. strange really... there was a period of time my father was super-violent.
it all started in secondary one or two. around that time period. the worst years of my life. things never got better... things became worse.
for years ive put it off by playing and distracting myself with all kinds of stupid ways.
but come to the year 2005, october the 16th, like a hammer blow to my head. i realise what it is now.
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gee thanks mum. thanks dad.
i really never knew what family love is. i never knew what it means.
you taught me exactly what it means to be in a family.
im so fascinated by my classmates families.
you know what dad? some of my classmates have only one parent.
but hey! its ok!
you and mum are so much better.
you taught me selfishness, greed, lying. all the necessary tools to survive out there in the real world, didnt you? what was it you said? all those racist stupid comments you instill in me? (unprintable) all those 'wisdom' that you tell me? its all taken in good stead!
(: for that im so grateful. who needs the love and care that even single parent(s) shower on them? its not needed issit mum?
who needs love? who needs care? who needs families? who needs to come to a place called home to relax?
home is not a sanctuary. that much is obvious. home is a training field for quarreling and learning how to argue and survive arguements.
for that you supply me with two well-equipped training aids! my sister and brother.
-one stuck-up ignorant hypocritical little prick who thinks the world is at her command -one addicted to gaming and can best be described as 'little storm cloud'
thanks for making sure that every single day we stay together is every single day we fight! thanks for making sure life is terrible so that i never know peace. never know love. never know how to care for people. *for making sure that im always broken in two*
its a place where you come home at 10+ after school late at night. and find you two sleeping.
its where i wake at 6am and find you two sleeping.
its where i come back at 8+ and find you two gone.
its where i meet you once in a blue moon and the only contact we ever have is theose calls at 12midnight telling me to come home.
but hey! its a training field right? its realistic (: its great! i love it.
and in true boot camp style, you dont know your charges do you?
how much of me do you know? how much of you do i know?
lets see... i dont know your birthday. i dont know your age. i dont know what you do for a living. i dont know half my relatives and the other half doesnt want to associate with us. wee (:
and on top of that, i dont seem weird?
all you see is my changes. you label it 'good' 'bad'. you dont ever think about the whys and the implications do you?
people ask me, "hey! your taste in music, clothing, food, etc etc. changing!"
you tell me "dont spend money. not even on projects!"
but hey! its ok... you are still wonderful parents and i love you (:
you give me $250-$300 a month (inclusive of $52 i need for transport making it $198). its 2 times more than what a primary school kid gets nowadays! (actually it may even be lesser)
but who am i to complain??? pfft (:
and when i need more because projects are racking up bills, i cant get any extra! and when necessities like food bills and contact lenses or shampoos and toothbrushes run out, hey! its ok...
i'll ask my friends pay and never pay back because i cant and make myself seem like seem like some miser! and i'll wear dorky specs and get bullied by the kids at school at the playground! or i'll just use water and brush my teeth with cheap $2 toothbrushes that make my gums bleed (:
its all in the spirit of FAMILY LOVE!
so thanks mum. thanks dad!
if i die. if i need a doctor or psychologist! DON'T! its a waste of money!
i know what you would say.
you would say (in chinese), "dont spend unncessary money like this lar! go commit suicide!"
see how fast i learn?
all thanks to you.
signed with love, your loving 'son'
Saturday, October 15, 2005
-10:33 am
when your heart is too heavy and you fall
when you are at the edge of your reason
when you cant breathe or cry
when isolation is a refuge and a blessing
because you fear people mock you behind your back
when you abhor and yet yearn even for their half-hearted concern
when it hurts to see yourself and how you have fallen from grace
when you are scared to live and scared to die
when your tears roll down stinging hot
there is nothing like a good lie
to have everyone fooled, until YOU are the fool
and yet you have to be brave and smile for the world
until you can't take it anymore
and everyone acts suprised when you are gone
but soon forgets you
god bless you all.
Friday, October 14, 2005
-9:04 pm
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE LYRICS - "Thank You For The Venom"
So give me all your poison And give me all your pills And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill You're running after something That you'll never kill If this is what you want Then fire at will
Preach all you want but who's gonna save me? I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one, and one, and one, and one
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i want to scar myself. bleed to death. i want to remember. i want to forget. i want to be alone. i want to laugh again. give me my poison and let me pass.
losing my soul everyday. bit.by.bit. forgetting whats it like to hold my head high. sweeping the floor with my mournful gaze. cant face myself in the mirror. bleedweepsmiledielaughcravenlie schoolfriendsenemieswishesnightdarknessscars the wheels of the schoolbus goes round and round... round and round..... (:
-9:06 am
NO USE FOR A NAME - Why Doesn't Anybody Like Me?
Why am I alone with no one to be found? Looks like they know what's best for me Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand? Guess I'll have to crawl inside and I don't know why I'm sitting by myself, when the problem isn't mine
Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand Why my friends and family left me At six years old he won't be taught a meaning to this mess He'll just have to take a guess, and make his own plan And we'll never see the child that was forced to be a man
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reading the newspaper makes me so sad nowadays.
people... remember the uses-and-gratifications model? like people use the media to satisfy different 'uses'. and remember that we seek out media that agrees with our attitudes and beliefs?
well.... all i see in the papers nowadays is death, despair, disasters.... issit just me? tsunami, hurricanes, earthquakes, global warming....
walking outside makes me sad also.
i feel sad whenever i see empty shops... i dont know why... empty shops makes me sad because ill keep imagining that the shopkeepers have no business and they have six children to feed and yada-yada.
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events are coming up.
tonight till sunday, theres some event at esplanade (dont know which part) where the school of rock finalists perform for free (: starts at 7.30pm.
and then the 'mysterious' ocean ou, will be unmasked soon on nov 3, padang. i bet he is a plain-looking (sorry) singer from m'sia.
mayday is coming for a concert on dec 10 at sg expo. hmm... never heard their songs though.
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*more later*
Thursday, October 13, 2005
-8:19 pm
went town to return library book today.
first time went out without making my hair stand... haiiz.
okay an update on my less than ordinary life. like you would care.
-my contact lenses are used up. and my mother wont buy more for me.
-no more conditioner and shower foam. preferable the same conditioner and that johnsons&johnsons bathing foam (or whatever its called) with almond oil :) i like almond oil. but i bet my mum wont get it for me. (how am i to bathe in the meantime?)
-running out of hair product. i want redken concrete 22! or maneuver. or whatever. anything but gatsby again please.
-i am so fat :(
-hp spoilt. cost me a chance for a job. ask me about it and i'll tell you :) doubt if my mother would give me her nice phone. (why do old people need nice gadgets they dont use to the max????) lots of complaints about my parens huh?
-being dl new music and videos. tsubasa songs (: + gackt videos (hey lynn, ask me nicely and ill give you ^^) + dl this two songs that had wrong titles : no use for a name - for fiona, and cradle of filth - a gothic romance. yeah yeah the song titles attracted me. but they are WRONG!!! damnit.
-but the CoF song's starting is nice. then it degenerates to garbage.
-best of all mychemicalromance & the used - under pressure!! as well as mychemicalromance - bury me in black!! songs that cant be found here (:
-hmm MORE gackt songs. and malice mizer. some gothic j-rock band. matchbook romance - she'll never understand.
-discovered a whole cache of photos that are in my thumbdrive for some reason. not taken by me and not mine.
-love my earrings. waaay better than studs.
-ate at secret recipe for the first time in my life. v expensive. and one of the staff is gay. -_-'
-need more friends who care for me. (no im just kidding. really.)
ok enough.
went walk ard town alone. went home alone. and i forgot to return that book. stupid.
-11:20 am
ok back up. like anyone cares -___-
i love x japan (:
x japan - kurenai
i could not look back you'd gone away from me
i felt my heart ache i was afraid of following you
when i had looked at the shadows on the wall
i started running into the night to find the truth in me
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
-4:53 am
sleepless on a chilly wet tuesday morning
painkillers my arse.
Monday, October 03, 2005
-8:53 pm
ok back.
hey doc. i thought these were painkillers? and what-the-hell muscle relaxers? making my muscles twitch man, literally twitching. ooh
tsubasa (:
-2:51 pm
trapped by these four blank walls.
is there no place for me to go? why do i feel so tired? it cant only be the medicine. i can shake that off. but why this feeling that something is missing? like i should be running in the fields or some other primal instinct.
now i can add to my list of 'unshakeable' thoughts running trough my mind. damn... whhy cant i release everything?
where can i go?
perhaps im asking the wrong question. maybe its not where. maybe when. how? who...? something to justify my useless existence please.
tinkering with a (radio)blog. editing photos. playing old xbox games. all this can only go so far. it wont distract me for long.
wanderer
-10:36 am
bombed again. haiiz... cant the Ts see that they are only killing their own people. the people who suffer are not those foreigners they abhor so much, but their own people. you want to have freedom? free your own people from their misery first.
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i wonder when it will be sg's turn. the way govt puts it, its like its only a matter of time. i just pray nobody i know gets hurt.
it kinda makes you wonder : what if today was my last day on earth?
Sunday, October 02, 2005
-10:57 am
twins singing not bad siah. and being pretty is a boost too :D heh.... prefer their cantonese songs though. and charlene is so pretty *nods head* :D
Saturday, October 01, 2005
-8:57 am
what is my anger?
whats wrong with me?
i know people either a) think im a loner (and/or) b) im a grouchy/emo bad-tempered boy
but i would like to point out that i dont yell out 'FUCK!' like im yelling out 'TAXI!' i may type it in excess, but i DONT say it out loud. my corsair-swearing days are over!
but yet people think im that way. i dont know why.
i atttribute it to my ability to project my emotions in such a strong way that it leaves an incredibly lasting impression in their delicate minds.
in other words, one, two, three times i got mad and people immediately finger me that way.
i dont curse unless really really really really bad shit has happened.
like, if i bang my head against the invisible glass wall of a display in front of the Chanel (or Prada) boutique. right in front of the a busy, crowded shopping center like TAKASHIMAYA.
thats bad shit.
i think im entitled to swear.
even then... i swear in english. when i swear in dialect, woohoo.... thats really really bad shit. because thats when my mind really goes blank. a blank wall of anger. heh its hard to describe unless people have experienced that degree of unbridled fury.
i guess its the genes. my mother is grouchy. she will do housework and curse and swear. so im v afraid of housework now. it must be very painful if shes swearing so much.
my father looks like a laughing buddha. but strangely enough, say the wrong things, push the wrong buttons and you activate the angry buddha. if theres such a thing. (which there isnt of course)
so there you have it, (bad-temper + anger) x genes = a boy born angry. maybe i even bit the nurse when i was born. no wait, my mum use to say the nurses loved to pick me up. i must have been a really cute baaaaaby!
now that baby metamorphed into....... an angry freako.
will someone please tell me why they think im angry.
there are reasons why people get angry. i mean one of them is care and concern. thats why your parents get angry. i can prove it!
A mother may nag her son constantly about his grades or cleaning his room. The son may hear only the nagging, but if he listens carefully, he will hear the love underneath the nagging. His mother wants him to do well, to be successful. Her concern and love for her son unfortunately emerge in her nagging. But it is love all the same.
A daughter comes home late, way past her curfew, and her father confronts her with angry words. The daughter may hear only the anger,but if she listens carefully, she will hear the love under the anger. "I was worried about you," the father is saying. 'Because I care about you and I love you. You are important to me.
anyway, lalala¬ it doesnt matter in the end.
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i am angry. at a certain person. why is that moron so moronic? such a moronic moron. you know theres an important event coming on, so what you do? you go get drunk, get laid and wake up in a strange hotel room. you pierce your ear. and then you wana call off the whole event.
YOU chose it. you chose your path. you chose to do stupid things so YOU should take the blame. not pretend pretend and then forget the whole thing. show me some spirit ok? YOU FIRST.
anyway, one piercing and you are screaming mummy. i have FOUR, you asswipe!
fucktard.
i mean, if you two wana gang up. i dont mind. ill relish the opportunity to cream you two.
grrrrr...... take the blame yourself.
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this reminds me, people said i looked very angry during presentations. that is very bad. very very bad. shit man.... i didnt mean to be angry. wait thats wrong. i wasnt angry. not really.... damn....
