Monday, 26 October 2009
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when we do something impulsive, hurting the people around us
we are selfish.
but what about doing something impulsive, without caring about the consequences, but knowing that it would not harm anybody?
is that considered selfish too?
Tuesday, 13 October 2009
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if only i have realised it earlier
if only i have done it properly
if only i have done it that way
if only i can turn back time to do better
if only if only if only
there are so many 'if only' in life. but how many 'if only' can really happen?
how many times can we redo something again in order to change the results, change the ending
sometimes i feel that i'm really a failure
having failed myself for getting things done right.
people around me would say that it's not my fault. and maybe on many occasions, it really isn't my fault
but it's just that i feel that both parties have a part to play when something goes wrong.
many times, things just never go smoothly for me.
maybe that's just what i think.
i think i'm just going to suffer from a panic attack soon....
does it show that i really cannot handle?
i'm not cut out for this job?
i failed?
i don't know.
i'm really lost.
Friday, 09 October 2009
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living in a world of lies
the world is made up of 97% of lies and 3% of truth
how true is that?
i don't know.
however, what i know is that every single day of life is filled with lies, and a little truth. very little.
outright lies, white lies, lies to save yourself, lies to make some people feel better.
no matter how you look at them, how good you make them sound, they are still lies.
lies do make the world a more beautiful place for some people.
some truths are just simply too ugly to live with.
Just wondering, if there's one day when i can't see or hear, will the world be a more beautiful place to live in?
Saturday, 03 October 2009
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Fresh Feeling - The Eels
Fresh Feeling - The Eels
You don't have a clue
What it is like to be next to you
I'm here to tell you
That it is good
That it is true
Birds singing a song
Old paint is peeling
This is that fresh
That fresh feeling
Words can't be that strong
My heart is reeling
This is that fresh
That fresh feeling
Try
Try to forget what's in the past
Tomorrow is here
Love,
Orange sky above lighting your way
There's nothing to fear
Birds singing a song
Old paint is peeling
This is that fresh
That fresh feeling
Words can't be that strong
My heart is reeling
This is that fresh
That fresh feeling
Some people are good
Babe in the 'hood
So pure and so free
I'd make a safe bet
You're gonna get whatever you need
Friday, 02 October 2009
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just keep running
just keep running
running
running
running
running
i'm running away from everything
everything that i want to run away from
running away from things that i don't wish to face
running away from things that i have to face
how long can i run away for?
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
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once upon a time, we have such thing called a DIARY.
it's this book-like thing where we write all our little secrets and details about our daily life (for example, how many times we visit the toilet a day, how many minutes did we spend waiting for the bus, who we decided to friend and defriend etc etc etc.)
oh, not forgetting drawing pictures of people we dislike and starting to deface them.
people who bothers to write diaries actually keep these books locked and stacked up in a small little drawer at their desk.
as time passes, parts of this diary evolved to something known as a BLOG
functions wise, they are pretty much similar. (well, i still see some people blogging about the minute details about their daily lives - eg. i went toilet after this this this...i spent 15 minutes waiting for the bus etc etc etc.)
except that you can probably add some music to the background and some videos which occasionally cause the computer slow down and hang.
without a physical lock, we have got something known as a PASSWORD to LOCK our blogs
thinking that their blogs are safe with the virtual lock, people start to talk about people they hate and some serious bitching not knowing that the other party is actually on the other side of the virtual world reading every single thing they write.
but anyway, this is something that you do not get to do when writing a diary and that is called SHARING.
and when people gets tired of reading endless long posts that talk about the number of times they visit the toilet, the number of minutes they wait for the bus, who they hate and all the bitching, we have something new called TWITTER.
short and sweet. 140 characters. but you tweet about your life every 5 seconds.
twitter does keeps its users away from blogging - true/false
*checks ira's blog*
*checks val's blog*
*checks my blog*
all the details that usually goes into one long blog entry, 1000 words and more, are now split into 100 tweets (each 140 characters)
if that's the case, does more tweets = no life? OR more tweets = exciting life
i can't really seem to answer that question myself.
kindly ignore this post if you are reading it, it's just a random/pointless/boring/meaningless entry that i have decided to type while sitting in the office, trying to avoid replying emails.
THE END
Sunday, 23 August 2009
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Where are you now - Honor Society
Where are you now - Honor Society
To my favorite teacher
Who told me never give up
To my 5th grade crush
Who I thought I really loved
To the guys I missed
And the girls we kissed
Where are you now?
To my ex-best friends
Don't know how we grew apart
To my favorite band
And sing-alongs in my car
To the face I see
In my memories
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
To my first girlfriend
I thought for sure was the one
To my last girlfriend
Sorry that I screwed it up
To the ones I loved
But didn't show it enough
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
And I'll never see those days again
And things will never be that way again
But that's just how it goes
People change, but I know
I won't forget you
To the ones who cared
And who were there from the start
To the love that left
and took a piece of my heart
To the few who'd swear
I'd never go anywhere
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
If it wasn't for you
I'd be nothing
Where are you now?
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