Thursday, May 29, 2008

what i sincerely detest

Dont tell me I'm wrong

Just cz u go to church

Dont tell me to change

Just cz u declare to your entire MSN list that You love Jesus

Dont tell me you're a better person than me

Just cz you're a leader for Christ....

Just dont bloody judge me based on what you've seen or heard

Cz honestly....

all i have to say is

GO [UpToYourImaginationToInsertWord] Yourself

dam hypocrites.....

its ppl like em that give Christians a bad name yeesshhh

and have the nerve to judge me...

Please Go take a flying [AnotherUpToYouToInsertWord].....

check yourself before you wanna pass judgement on others....

if not...you've just judged yourself....

*annoyed*

actually not really bothered by ppl like that...if they just leave me alone or be nice...

I cudnt give a [SorryPleaseInsertWordAgain] how you wanna lead your life....

just be sincere....and u'll have the esteemed right to pound me on my virtues....

or be a hypocrite....and not judge me....just be nice...

and trust me...ppl understand better by your actions than your words...

*rah*

yes this post is meant to hurt....

but truthfully,

its like the malay saying that goes:

siapa yang makan lada dia yang rasa pedas....

turra =D

Monday, May 26, 2008

and so it goes....

*pft*....not really mode ala confused child...

but still......not in the best mood....

had prolly better snap outta it....

exams round the corner.....

newho....pics.... =)


and there you go.....

*toots* back to the books....

Monday, May 12, 2008

Worth it

All i can say is....

It was worth the trouble....

flippin darn awesome.

it was truly the elements of life...

and ness...bring camera for nutzzz ahh! hahahaha cipek

will sing about it another day =D

on another note....

Grims at reality...

lets just say Im a tad bit worried....

I've always relied on my gut/instincts on matters as such....

this was the first i dint....

stuff like these should be buried in a pit no1 will ever reach...

this is what i get for stepping outta my cave...

and the best part...

I dont even know wat im rantting about lmao!

mode ala confuse child.

for now...

Saturday, May 10, 2008

*evil smiles*

*grins*

*double grins*

*triple grins*

*OW! mah face hurts*

on a more serious note...

safety, its all i pray for.

cant sleep....

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Ding Dang Double Darn it

feels weight on shoulder

and this is only the beginning

wait til it hits the final examination period....

*but wait a minute...

we're already in it!

*flops*

1 last party before the nose in books start.

and in my head i can imagine Mel Gibson in the movie Braveheart...

The scene where he yells

"FREEEEEEEDDDDOOOOMMMMMMMM"

Friday, May 02, 2008

Found it

As promised earlier this week

taking a 5 min break from assignments and look at the relic i dug up

Imma bet some of us will remember this differently =D thts if those morons read my blog

newho...

Song: Faliure By Design
date: one of them days on november 2003
source: My Hymn

Failure By Design

[Verse 1:]
Watch you on the one's and two's.
Through a window in a well lit room.
Become a recluse.
And I blame myself because I make things hard
and you're just trying to help.
And when I wake up you're the first to call.
This is one more late night basement song.
And I'm so sore.
My voice has gone to hell.

[Pre Chorus:]
And this is one more sleepless night because we don't believe in filler.
Baby, if I could I'd sit this out.

[Chorus:]
(This is over when I say it's over.)
This is a lesson in procrastination.
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated.
Every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I got to race the clock.
(I ignore it and it ignores me too.)
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder.
I'm another day late and one year older.
It's failure by design.

[Verse 2:]
And we just want sleep.
But this night is hell.
I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself because I make things hard
and you're just trying to help.
I got no gas. (No Gas)
I'm winding out my gears.
This is one more day on the verge of tears.
And now my head hurts. ( Head hurts)
And my health is a joke.
Now I got to stop because the headphones broke.

[Pre Chorus:]
We don't believe in filler.
Baby, if I could I'd sit this out.

[Chorus:]
(This is over when I say it's over.)
This is a lesson in procrastination.
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated.
Every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I got to race the clock.
(I ignore it and it ignores me too.)
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder.
I'm another day late and one year older.
It's failure by design.

The days we'd used to pack my mom's CRV full of us and equipment and ride to the nearest jam studio xD

or sitting around in atria...writing crap like tht..! rawwwrr

miss em old school dayss.

and the book got really dusty..

tons more empty pages to fill

hmm =D