Friday, November 26, 2004

Excerpts from a book that I'm reading..

**Fearing the pain involved, almost all of us, to a greater or lesser degree or lesser degree, attempt to avoid problems. We procrastinate, hoping that they will go away. We ignore them, forget them, pretend they dun exist. We attempt to get out of them rather than suffer thru them. This tendency to avoid problems and the emotional suffering inherent in them is the primary basis of all human mental illness.

**We are unique. Its good that we are all different, even if it does lead to conflict, because maturely handled differences can give us a clearer sense of our own individuality and a greater appreciation for how different human beings really are.

How easily it was written and how difficult it is to do it...

~tRanSporTed

We are being transported to a cemetery. A new cemetery. The tombstones are neat, grass are healthy and the air is still stale. Its a private cemetery, baby. It can only be accessed to the tenants. We are staying there for good. There wont be any more shouting, afraid of waking the dead. We are dead anyway. The only thing is that it is so freaking quiet that i am afraid i will start to hear voices in my head and losing my precious mind. How professional to be dead nowadays. No more scaring of people but going off in peace..How sad... (My new office) No music, No life.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel

So wat if you know the truth?
So wat if you are ignorant?
So wat your perception change?
So wat i see you differently?
It doesn't change anything.
It doesn't help.
It already happened.
It cannot change.

I can go on for days..
Its my space, rite?

Monday, November 22, 2004

^anger-Management

Dun bother explaining if you think you are rite.
watever you say to me is wrong.
Someone is hurt. Someone that is closest to my heart.
Can you not feel it? Or are you not human?
Am i suppose to be sorry if i'm fucking pissed?
It doesn't matter. Its OK. Get over it. Life goes on.
It will soon be over. Shit happens.
I am learning to be happy about it too. Ha.
Let it go. Life is such a breeze, ain't it?
Mistakes are to be made and forgiven.
Will it be forgotten? Maybe that's where you are made to be remembered


Saturday, November 20, 2004

The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick! The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick! Shut the FUCK UP! I AM VERY PISSED! i know the things that i dun want to know. Wat good does it get? it doesn't fucking get me anywhere! It doesn't fucking matter. You are fucking getting on my nerves! Why don't you get fucking messed up sumwhere? You are getting people very upset. You know it, don't you? It doesn't really fucking matter. That's it. Everyone seems to know it and it really doesn't matter. Who the fuck are we anyway? Why must your happiness be someone else's misery? Think about it.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

bUsy tHinkiNg*

I try to live my life my way, i try to be better as it is. i try to think why are we here, to fulfill our dreams, to do the things we want or to do things that people want? Circumstances that change us. There are so many routes to take, even its dead end, you have to find a bloody way out. Did i say bloody? Halloween? ok, Its even harder than i think. i wanna give up. But life goes on. There's still things to do. I nearly fell from the stairs when i suddenly blackouted. Flashbacks came. What if i was paralysed? Who wud bother? Its a burden that no one wants to carry. Shoulders are heavy. i need to breathe. i need to get out of here. Will i able to hold on till that day? Maybe i will be understanding towards life, as it is the way it is. No one talks abt anything anymore cos it doesn't help. Prozac PLEASE!! my illness is acting up again.

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

HapPy*

Happy. You should be happy.
Why think of all those things that makes you sad? Its not good for health.
Everybody has their own problems but you should have fun, be happy abt your life. Yah, so you throw all the unhappiness one side, enjoy the times together with whoever cos they are happy and then you forget the issues you have cos there wont be a solution.. maybe not that fast. maybe not at all.
Not every freaking problem has a solution, rite? your problem woulden be that great to keep pple listening.
Suddenly, someone asked you abt the issue that you have been trying to ignore. You dunno how.
Once you were so concerned, so troubled, because of the issue you had. Surfacing, you broke down cos you knew that it doesnt matter anymore.
Nobody is just there for you anymore. Dependant, yes. Regretted, yes.
The next thing is: So? Wat diff does it make? You are still wanting to be happy. You are still trying to ignore cos you know everything has already long been this way.

Monday, November 01, 2004

HapPy hALLowEeN!!

God save our souls.

hallo10

**2 nerds were brutally beaten by ah bengs on the way to school.
**The girl that broke her arm while saving them.
**Black eyed P wanna-be had a huge car accident. The driver died and she survived.


hallo11
All thanks to her of what we've became.


Evidence by a kind samaritan. Let's get prepared for the next suicide!! =D