Thursday, October 30, 2008 10:02 pm
peter pitrelli (htf to spell it?!) exploded at the end of one of the seasons of heroes.
that kinda explosion. that's what i want.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008 5:50 pm
just because life's a bitch, doesn't mean you have to join the club and be one yourself.-
you see, there are two things i can do.
1) i could go on with life, giving and giving and giving. taking shit and protecting myself with this illusion of other people-having-their-reasons. i could go on being nice and giving respect to all i meet. i could go on thinking for other people, helping them with stuff and being the shoulder to lean on.
i could go on asking the questions, and starting the conversations, while waiting for you to fucking answer. i could do that every fucking day just to show that i care, about this little word around me and for the respect that everyone(supposedly) deserves. i could go on asking for help and offering many times over, but no. why should i be treated that way?
here's the one i chose.
2)i'm not going to go on with life and giving my guts out. no, i won't. because i've done fucking enough. i'm not going to stand here and be the one to hand you the fucking umbrella in the middle of the fucking monsoon.
i'm not going to be the one who asks all the questions, and cares too much. go make your mistakes assholes, i couldn't care less since you didn't ask for help.
i'm going to open when i feel i should, and if you don't fucking reciprocate and make something happen,
screw you then, bitch.
plus, if you don't want to crack open your head to help me, why the help should i keep on doing that for the rest of the fucking world?
Friday, October 24, 2008 9:36 pm
because i fell a broken man,
because hardwork speaks for itself,
because some thing just don't work,
because failure's heavy;
because you were everything,
because i'm left with nothing;
because it hurts so bad,
because i've got so much to learn,
because i will change,
i will rise intact.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008 8:38 pm
ah. lets just walk over the pieces eh.
_________________________
its wasn't a floor,
but a carpet of blood and bodies.
it was a mess,
bones, bullets and spent cartridges,
but of souls and spirit.
i could barely stand,
the holes in me were nothing
compared to the one in my heart.
blood tasted sour and
my weapon, still smoking.
the battle wasn't lost,
though many brothers of mine,
like parts of mescarred forever;
it just screeched to a halt.
the enemy stood before,
an obstacle shielding glory,
possibly personal it may be.
i crawl away,
a flower in my hand,
my guts hanging on
the fact that there was a battle,
with it awaits a selfless treasure
which had to be fought one day.
i could have shot the obstacle,
blown it to bits with my sanity;
i could have given flowers...
but no,
my hope shines on the light,
which upholds those very flowers,
lonely like the stars and
as bright as the sun.
________________________
i sooo have problems.
click
Monday, October 20, 2008 10:17 pm
i think i do too much.
for everyone, but not myself.
never thought i'd be saying this, but its kinda true i guess.
Sunday, October 19, 2008 9:41 pm
ah. crapeedoodle.
Saturday, October 18, 2008 10:55 pm
i am
S.T.U.P.I.D
Friday, October 17, 2008 10:34 pm
i shan't take up too much space here, because i'm so in love with the poem below.
so.. results were fuck la. got 38 for geog >.< pull avg down like siao.
click
Wednesday, October 15, 2008 5:41 pm
its wasn't a floor,
but a carpet of blood and bodies.
it was a mess,
bones, bullets and spent cartridges,
but of souls and spirit.
i could barely stand,
the holes in me were nothing
compared to the one in my heart.
blood tasted sour and
my weapon, still smoking.
the battle wasn't lost,
though many brothers of mine,
like parts of me
scarred forever;
it just screeched to a halt.
the enemy stood before,
an obstacle shielding glory,
possibly personal it may be.
i crawl away, a flower in my hand,
my guts hanging on
the fact that there was a battle,
with it awaits a selfless treasure
which had to be fought one day.
i could have shot the obstacle,
blown it to bits with my sanity;
i could have given flowers...
but no,
my hope shines on the light,
which upholds those very flowers,
lonely like the stars and
as bright as the sun.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008 12:14 pm
love is selfish.
gotta be too, if you wanna be happy.
i'll run from battle today,
to save myself and something higher,
the cause we all stand by.
Monday, October 13, 2008 9:42 pm
[edit]
truth hurts. no pain, no gain. [/edit]
no one says things straightforwardly nowadays.
i mean, if you want something, why not get to the point?
make things so constipated and uncomfortable.
Sunday, October 12, 2008 4:35 pm
they give the most unanswerable statements,
but the most random ones manage to make me smile.
__
One song about a girl
Can't breathe when I'm around her
I wait here everyday
In case she'll scratch the surface
She'll never notice
I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl
Last night I knew what to say
But you weren't there to hear it
These lines so well rehearsed
Tongue-tied, and overloaded
You never notice
I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl
I'm not in love
This is not your song
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl
To be loved, to be loved, what more could you ask for?
To be loved, to be loved, everyone wants to be
Loved, to be loved , what more could you ask for?
To be loved, to be loved, everyone has love
I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words...
I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl
I'm not in love
This is not your song
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl
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it's a nice
song.
Saturday, October 11, 2008 2:17 pm
everest.
how is it possible?
to say so little
and disappoint so much.
why is that when you do such a thing
to someone...
its hurts more than
...feelings of disappointment.
its because of the person you're disappointing.
you don't ever want...
to be hurt.
never.
you could break the barrier of anything.
exceed the limits of something outside
but to conquer yourself,
steel your mind
and freeze your heart completely.
it's not possible.
Wednesday, October 08, 2008 11:11 pm
Tuesday, October 07, 2008 9:35 pm
chem was just terrrreeeeble.
click
Monday, October 06, 2008 6:40 pm
emaths was easy sia.
don't know why so many other classes found it hard.
sigh. must be my inner genius.
XD hahahahaha.
wooots! im happy.
Saturday, October 04, 2008 4:36 pm
9 days baby!
Wednesday, October 01, 2008 10:54 pm
ah. i should be studying.
love is a five letter word,
it brings pain and pleasure and yet,
virtually everything revolves around it;
it could start a war
and end one too.