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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
It's been more than 3 years, but I guess it's time to let go of the feelings.
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Okay, I have no idea why my links in the link section are striked. I've checked the codes, it seems fine. Hmph. Weird.
I need to get away. Going for a play might do it. Yes, that WILL do.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Xiaxue is a Twit and Pink is a horrible colour.
Stop telling me that my blog is not center aligned. I KNOW.
My polypterus died. That's really sad. Oh well.
I'll be having too much fun on Tuesday. Haha!
I'm too lazy to even attempt proper sentence structures and paragraphing. Seriously, there is no rule to blogging. I can blog 1 word a day and you shouldn't complain.
Oh yesh. I vanna go for dish. Click me.
Went out riding with Eric, Amos and Hamster 2 nights ago. Must admit. It was fun. Oh, when I said Hamster, I meant my human friend nicknamed Hamster. Have to clarify because people like Andrew think my friends are non-human.
Stop telling me that my blog is not center aligned. I KNOW.
My polypterus died. That's really sad. Oh well.
I'll be having too much fun on Tuesday. Haha!
I'm too lazy to even attempt proper sentence structures and paragraphing. Seriously, there is no rule to blogging. I can blog 1 word a day and you shouldn't complain.
Oh yesh. I vanna go for dish. Click me.
Went out riding with Eric, Amos and Hamster 2 nights ago. Must admit. It was fun. Oh, when I said Hamster, I meant my human friend nicknamed Hamster. Have to clarify because people like Andrew think my friends are non-human.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Well, I admit. Mr. X Son of A Bitch IS a nice guy. He deserves whoever. I feel broken, but I'm blogging so I should be okay-right? All the best. I hope it works out.
Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!
I'm not sad, just...i don't know. You know...
Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!
I'm not sad, just...i don't know. You know...
Face Down - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Most of the time you forgive.
Sometimes it's harder.
But...
...there are certainly times where you just can't.
Being stabbed from the back hurts real bad. You ponder for a moment and realise. Maybe all these years HAVE indeed been a waste. All that trust you had shatters-instantly.
Even so, if an apology had been offered, it would have been harder to forgive but not impossible. Everyone knows. Why isn't anyone taking a stand? Why not bring evil down where it belongs? You know you've been hurt. You know there is no more trust.
I call it plastic.
Friendship has become fake. Everyone puts on a mask. A facade to cover how they hurt.
It has become a timebomb. A timebomb which has ticked for years. It will explode.
When it does, some will be alone and most will have to choose a side. Not easy. Very cruel indeed.
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
There is no more neutral.
Christopher Pike will tell you of Lati Ball. Your story will be written.
Sweet Revenge by Matt Pyke
Left for dead,
This worlds so bleak,
No power left inside,
Not even for me to speak,
Hurt so many times,
But never truly healed,
No you cannot see them,
My emotional scars are sealed,
Sometimes they ask me,
Have I always been this way?
It breaks my heart to answer,
But it is the truth that I must say,
No I have not always,
But probably will always be,
The darkness that dwells inside,
Is the living part of me,
I’ve kept it in for so long,
So much anger never let out,
Struggled with every tantrum,
Suppressing the urge to shout,
But the turning point is now,
You will not be my demise,
I will uplift my spirit,
And spring to your surprise,
No longer will you hurt me,
No more pain will I feel,
This day will end my sorrows,
And break that holy seal,
My emotions will flow with hatred,
And death you will meet,
Through this day of reckoning I have realized,
Revenge through success is sweet.
So true. I agree.
Sometimes it's harder.
But...
...there are certainly times where you just can't.
Being stabbed from the back hurts real bad. You ponder for a moment and realise. Maybe all these years HAVE indeed been a waste. All that trust you had shatters-instantly.
Even so, if an apology had been offered, it would have been harder to forgive but not impossible. Everyone knows. Why isn't anyone taking a stand? Why not bring evil down where it belongs? You know you've been hurt. You know there is no more trust.
I call it plastic.
Friendship has become fake. Everyone puts on a mask. A facade to cover how they hurt.
It has become a timebomb. A timebomb which has ticked for years. It will explode.
When it does, some will be alone and most will have to choose a side. Not easy. Very cruel indeed.
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
There is no more neutral.
Christopher Pike will tell you of Lati Ball. Your story will be written.
Sweet Revenge by Matt Pyke
Left for dead,
This worlds so bleak,
No power left inside,
Not even for me to speak,
Hurt so many times,
But never truly healed,
No you cannot see them,
My emotional scars are sealed,
Sometimes they ask me,
Have I always been this way?
It breaks my heart to answer,
But it is the truth that I must say,
No I have not always,
But probably will always be,
The darkness that dwells inside,
Is the living part of me,
I’ve kept it in for so long,
So much anger never let out,
Struggled with every tantrum,
Suppressing the urge to shout,
But the turning point is now,
You will not be my demise,
I will uplift my spirit,
And spring to your surprise,
No longer will you hurt me,
No more pain will I feel,
This day will end my sorrows,
And break that holy seal,
My emotions will flow with hatred,
And death you will meet,
Through this day of reckoning I have realized,
Revenge through success is sweet.
So true. I agree.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
I need to:
I realise that my blog doesn't appear right. Don't have to remind me. I also realise that it appears worse on Firefox.
- prepare for an event happening this October
- design and build a website for our client's online pet store
- re-design Variar's website
- design and build a website for Media Jive
- plan where to go for the holiday with my friends this coming 16th June
- START on the MagSphere website
- do Hamster's assignment - which is also to create a website
I realise that my blog doesn't appear right. Don't have to remind me. I also realise that it appears worse on Firefox.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
My father is driving me nuts. This is why I am sooooo fucking angry!
ONE
What the hell did I do this time?!
TWO
I don't remember arguing with you. We barely talk unless there's a need. The last time I had an argument with you was eons ago.
THREE
You keep the notebook in your briefcase to rot. It's not as though you take it to use it, you take it for the sake of making my life miserable.
FOUR
I am not a very organized person. I don't keep track. When I checked my online Teaching Plan yesterday night on Sis' notebook, only then did I realise that I had an assignment submission last Thursday.
FIVE
I can't do Database and Programming for MP on my sister's notebook as it is too slow.
SIX
Sis uses the notebook most of the time and I end up having to use it late at night and not being able to get up for my god damned morning classes.
SEVEN
I thought you changed. I was wrong. You still are the retard you were before.
ONE
What the hell did I do this time?!
TWO
I don't remember arguing with you. We barely talk unless there's a need. The last time I had an argument with you was eons ago.
THREE
You keep the notebook in your briefcase to rot. It's not as though you take it to use it, you take it for the sake of making my life miserable.
FOUR
I am not a very organized person. I don't keep track. When I checked my online Teaching Plan yesterday night on Sis' notebook, only then did I realise that I had an assignment submission last Thursday.
FIVE
I can't do Database and Programming for MP on my sister's notebook as it is too slow.
SIX
Sis uses the notebook most of the time and I end up having to use it late at night and not being able to get up for my god damned morning classes.
SEVEN
I thought you changed. I was wrong. You still are the retard you were before.
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