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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-1540243100672175144</id><published>2007-08-12T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T02:27:31.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last post</title><content type='html'>i'm abandoning this blog alr.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why or what.&lt;br /&gt;kind of pointless to blog eh.&lt;br /&gt;i can no longer figure out this blog's purpose alr.&lt;br /&gt;so well.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vacation"&lt;br /&gt;Written by me.&lt;br /&gt;In the world where light is dim.&lt;br /&gt;The portrait i seek cant be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the leaf got blown away.&lt;br /&gt;As the water flow, the face cleanse.&lt;br /&gt;The shadow stared in dismay.&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness sets in, the paralzed sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving no dirt and tears.&lt;br /&gt;Its all written all over the face.&lt;br /&gt;It traced back the fear.&lt;br /&gt;So fast so sleek, losing the pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all done now.&lt;br /&gt;Going for a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Its all gone now.&lt;br /&gt;There goes his anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;Its about time now my girl.&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, the love i cant suppress.&lt;br /&gt;I should go now Princess.&lt;br /&gt;The oblivion is calling out for my presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The the solitude where my heart you bind.&lt;br /&gt;Your green i love i cant find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the flame i cant ignite.&lt;br /&gt;Tears they fall i cant defy.&lt;br /&gt;Alone am i straded without your light.&lt;br /&gt;If time could turn, i would hold you tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the music hold your scent behind.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions they stir with my headphone on.&lt;br /&gt;Another moment wasted in the lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;Drown in thoughts with your favourite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all done now.&lt;br /&gt;Going for a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Its all gone now.&lt;br /&gt;There goes his anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;Its about time now my girl.&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, the love i cant suppress.&lt;br /&gt;I should go now Princess.&lt;br /&gt;The oblivion is calling out for my presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant hear.&lt;br /&gt;I cant see.&lt;br /&gt;I cant feel.&lt;br /&gt;There i go undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;On my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;This is the song i wrote for you.&lt;br /&gt;Its you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song dedicated for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Drinking for 11 by Mad Caddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drinking for a livin', that's just what I do,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not with you, my heart goes to bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End of the bar, that's just where I'll be,&lt;br /&gt;Don't try and come find me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm already dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With one eye tied upon the open road,&lt;br /&gt;I feel your presence and I can't let it go&lt;br /&gt;It moves so slowly as it creeps into my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Steals every breath I have and leaves my heart behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what you're feeling if you're feeling alone,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear if you still care&lt;br /&gt;The last time I remember you was the last time I wasn't scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the night starts fadin' and the mornin' arrives, &lt;br /&gt;I wanna still feel you around&lt;br /&gt;Will you creep into my head again and pick me up off the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Once more, tell me what you're fighting for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;you can't see through today&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;you can't see through today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's nowhere left to stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I'm out here all alone,&lt;br /&gt;Just one in a million stuck with no place left to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear steps up to me with every move that I make&lt;br /&gt;Following close behind my soul it wants to take&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what you're feeling if you're feeling alone,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear if you still care&lt;br /&gt;The last time I remember you was the last time I wasn't scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the night starts fadin' and the mornin' arrives &lt;br /&gt;I wanna still feel you around&lt;br /&gt;Will you creep into my head again and pick me up off the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Once more, tell me what you're fighting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;you can't see through today&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;you can't see through today&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking for a livin', that's just what I do, &lt;br /&gt;When I'm not with you, my heart goes to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song dedicated for the past.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;br /&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;br /&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that you are something special &lt;br /&gt;To you I'd be always faithful&lt;br /&gt;I want to be what you always needed &lt;br /&gt;Then I hope you'll see the heart in me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;br /&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;br /&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your beautiful soul, yeah&lt;br /&gt;You might need time to think it over&lt;br /&gt;But im just fine moving forward&lt;br /&gt;I'll ease your mind &lt;br /&gt;If you give me the chance&lt;br /&gt;I will never make you cry c`mon lets try&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;br /&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;br /&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I crazy for wanting you&lt;br /&gt;Baby do you think you could want me too &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Do you see things the way I do &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know if you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left to hide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;br /&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;br /&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You beautiful soul, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song dedicated for now.&lt;br /&gt;Scar by Papa Roach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind me that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home&lt;br /&gt;Cause you channel all your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're making me insane&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;br /&gt;Against my own advice&lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down&lt;br /&gt;But you never realized&lt;br /&gt;That you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;Compassions in my nature&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last stand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever come around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I tried to grab your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I left my heart open&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song dedicated for everything.&lt;br /&gt;The Last Song by The All American Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This may be the last thing that I write for long&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me smiling when I sing this song?&lt;br /&gt;For you and only you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I leave will you be someone to say good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;As I leave will you be someone to wipe your eye?&lt;br /&gt;My foot is out the door and you can't stop me now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You wanted the best&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you give it back?&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When there's no more room to make it grow&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll pretend you're naive&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you need?&lt;br /&gt;How you end up? Let me know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hearts start breaking as the year is gone&lt;br /&gt;The dream's beginning and the time rolls on&lt;br /&gt;It seems so surreal &lt;br /&gt;And now I sing it&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that it would be this way&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that it would slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;Now I am gone&lt;br /&gt;Just try and stop me now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You wanted the best&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you give it back?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When there's no more room to make it grow&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll pretend you're naive&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you need?&lt;br /&gt;How you end up? Let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you need me now&lt;br /&gt;You'll find a way somehow&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I want it too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-1540243100672175144?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-5029864293210692142</id><published>2007-08-11T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:44:05.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weakness</title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;no one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;each of us has our own flaws and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;its about how we overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;how we hide it.&lt;br /&gt;how we remove it.&lt;br /&gt;the road we live.&lt;br /&gt;we grow as we do.&lt;br /&gt;we learn as we do.&lt;br /&gt;people blame themselves for certain mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;its okay.&lt;br /&gt;but dont get drowned.&lt;br /&gt;whether you live or die.&lt;br /&gt;its stuck into you.&lt;br /&gt;you gotta live with them somehow.&lt;br /&gt;am i right or am i wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too have weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;Over-confident.&lt;br /&gt;i think too highly of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i boast, brag and is arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;i believe in myself too much.&lt;br /&gt;so much that i kind of hate it to depend on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm strong headed.&lt;br /&gt;even if i'm weak, worn out.&lt;br /&gt;i wont give in.&lt;br /&gt;i'll figure something out myself.&lt;br /&gt;i wont be a burden to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foolish.&lt;br /&gt;i'm always doing things that defy others.&lt;br /&gt;especially the high authorities.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its something i do to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious.&lt;br /&gt;Yes its okay to be curious.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'm over the limits.&lt;br /&gt;i dont learn until i got bitten.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont learn even after getting bitten.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i always have to learn things the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reserved.&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the matters at hand.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to be too reserved for emotional stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;the tendency to keep everything to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say.&lt;br /&gt;i'm the happiest person they ever known.&lt;br /&gt;i say.&lt;br /&gt;its not easy being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she say.&lt;br /&gt;saying everything in one day wont be fun.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;its more that you have nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she say.&lt;br /&gt;you're too young to die.&lt;br /&gt;i say.&lt;br /&gt;life is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;for i will. soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evanescence - My Immortal&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of being here&lt;br /&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;And if you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;And it won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;And I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;By your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts&lt;br /&gt;My once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away&lt;br /&gt;All the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Weakness'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-2957374580636054939</id><published>2007-08-10T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:00:56.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible</title><content type='html'>practically actually everything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;its how you work things out.&lt;br /&gt;if you have the right ingredients, the right time.&lt;br /&gt;anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;even a perfect muder.&lt;br /&gt;or a forever young body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but theres one little thing is not possible i think.&lt;br /&gt;is to penetrate a human mind.&lt;br /&gt;to understand, control, predict and love.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is.&lt;br /&gt;for wad i know.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;there are things that just happen magically.&lt;br /&gt;like love.&lt;br /&gt;theres no explanation.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vacation" by me.&lt;br /&gt;currently unfinished.&lt;br /&gt;feedbacks will be considered.&lt;br /&gt;lack of inspirations now.&lt;br /&gt;to be continued.&lt;br /&gt;here is goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the world where light is dim.&lt;br /&gt;The portrait i seek cant be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the leaf got blown away.&lt;br /&gt;As the water flow, the face cleanse.&lt;br /&gt;The shadow stared in dismay.&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness sets in, the paralzed sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving no dirt and tears.&lt;br /&gt;Its all written all over the face.&lt;br /&gt;It traced back the fear.&lt;br /&gt;So fast so sleek, losing the pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Its all done now.&lt;br /&gt;Going for a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Its all gone now.&lt;br /&gt;There goes his anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;Its about time now my girl.&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, the love i cant suppress.&lt;br /&gt;I should go now Princess.&lt;br /&gt;The oblivion is calling out for my presence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this song by Secondhand Serenade.&lt;br /&gt;Speak with your tongue tied, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that you're tired &lt;br /&gt;But I just want to know, &lt;br /&gt;Where you want to go, &lt;br /&gt;I may be sad, But I'm not weak, &lt;br /&gt;This situation is bleak &lt;br /&gt;And you puffy eyes never lie, &lt;br /&gt;Your tears come from inside. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer &lt;br /&gt;I guess that yesturday's not good enough for you, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I hate this song, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I hate this song &lt;br /&gt;Because it was written for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drown your fears with me &lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling real sorry &lt;br /&gt;Your glossy eyes don't need &lt;br /&gt;The sadness they have seen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're way too deep to swim &lt;br /&gt;Back up again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But somehow I can't find &lt;br /&gt;The moment you said goodbye &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer &lt;br /&gt;I guess that yesturday's not good enough for you, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I hate this song, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I hate this song &lt;br /&gt;Because it was written for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is becoming a problem&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurting it's unfair &lt;br /&gt;But somehow your words, &lt;br /&gt;The way that I heard are haunting me, &lt;br /&gt;You're under my skin &lt;br /&gt;You're breaking in, &lt;br /&gt;And the tasteless fights that filled our nights &lt;br /&gt;Are starting to cave in, &lt;br /&gt;You're under my skin &lt;br /&gt;You're breaking in &lt;br /&gt;And if Sundays what it takes to prove &lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to lose &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer &lt;br /&gt;I guess that yesturday's not good enough for you, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I hate this song, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I hate this song &lt;br /&gt;Because it was written for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-2957374580636054939?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/2957374580636054939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=2957374580636054939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/2957374580636054939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/2957374580636054939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/08/impossible.html' title='Impossible'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-6140127527901289880</id><published>2007-08-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T23:53:16.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpredictable</title><content type='html'>this post is inspired by both the book 'Twilight' and the movie 'Perfect Stranger'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of them amazing depict how unpredictable and complicated a mind can be.&lt;br /&gt;from the behind scenes touch up to the on show act.&lt;br /&gt;we're all unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;who really understand us actually.&lt;br /&gt;who really know what we're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;who really know what we know.&lt;br /&gt;by theory theres none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to come around.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes even ourselves dont know us that well.&lt;br /&gt;or do we not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a shame.&lt;br /&gt;of how some people behave and think.&lt;br /&gt;their vile concept.&lt;br /&gt;their selfish mindset.&lt;br /&gt;their crude actions.&lt;br /&gt;how they set up their own kind.&lt;br /&gt;how they bit the people who help them.&lt;br /&gt;the betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;how they turned their back on other.&lt;br /&gt;are you one of them.&lt;br /&gt;or are you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a pride.&lt;br /&gt;their sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;their unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;their worthy existance.&lt;br /&gt;how they defend their own kind.&lt;br /&gt;how they fought for people they love.&lt;br /&gt;their amazing grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you.&lt;br /&gt;who are you.&lt;br /&gt;its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;its your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;by Stephenie Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you'll know what i'm doing and thinking all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters to you by Finch.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that I wanna be there with open arms? &lt;br /&gt;It's empty tonight &lt;br /&gt;And I'm all alone &lt;br /&gt;Get me through this one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice I'm gone? &lt;br /&gt;Where do you run to so far away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you so &lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing again, these letters to you &lt;br /&gt;On much I know &lt;br /&gt;But I'm not sleeping and you're not here &lt;br /&gt;The thought stops my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice I'm gone? &lt;br /&gt;Where do you run to so far away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you so &lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more looking &lt;br /&gt;I've found her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you so &lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-6140127527901289880?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/6140127527901289880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=6140127527901289880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6140127527901289880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6140127527901289880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/08/unpredictable.html' title='Unpredictable'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-8616286114102780041</id><published>2007-07-29T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:49:53.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crude</title><content type='html'>worlds crude. lifes screwed. fuck life.&lt;br /&gt;gross isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/8214603/1/316352882"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-603.friendster.com/e1/photos/30/64/8214603/1_316352882m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/8214603/1/369863909"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-603.friendster.com/e1/photos/30/64/8214603/1_369863909m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the music stops.&lt;br /&gt;the echo stays.&lt;br /&gt;only in the light.&lt;br /&gt;the shadow can be seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='crude'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-6746428926227181577</id><published>2007-07-26T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T02:42:10.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>"Everythings' actually everything but the everything consist of something labelled nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets play a game.&lt;br /&gt;Decipher the message i'm trying to pass down with the statement above.&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you ask a question.&lt;br /&gt;Answered truthfully that is.&lt;br /&gt;One try allowed.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Song Ever by Secondhand Serenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish my life was this song &lt;br /&gt;cause songs they never die &lt;br /&gt;I could write for years and years &lt;br /&gt;and never have to cry &lt;br /&gt;I’d show u how I feel &lt;br /&gt;Without saying a word &lt;br /&gt;I could rap up both our hearts &lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds absurd &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i saw the tears on ur face &lt;br /&gt;I shot u down and i slammed the door &lt;br /&gt;But couldn’t make a sound &lt;br /&gt;So please stay sweet my dear &lt;br /&gt;Don’t hate me now &lt;br /&gt;I cant tell how this last song ends &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that i feel tonight so down so down &lt;br /&gt;I pray i can swim just so i wont drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the waves that crash over me&lt;br /&gt;I am gasping for air&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand so i can breath&lt;br /&gt;As i write this last song down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i saw the tears on ur face i shot u down &lt;br /&gt;And i slammed the door but couldn’t make a sound &lt;br /&gt;So please stay sweet my dear &lt;br /&gt;Don’t hate me now &lt;br /&gt;I cant tell how this last song ends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken glass&lt;br /&gt;Your moistened skin &lt;br /&gt;Was everything was everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your broken voice&lt;br /&gt;Was quivering &lt;br /&gt;Your everything your everything &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scream at me make it the best i ever heard &lt;br /&gt;Laugh out loud i know it sounds absurd &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream at me make it the best i ever heard &lt;br /&gt;Your everything your everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart beats slowing pains are growing &lt;br /&gt;Does she love you that’s worth knowing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart beats slowing pains are growing &lt;br /&gt;Does she love you that’s worth knowing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Untitled'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-788617086075206370</id><published>2007-07-16T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T23:26:42.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life:Enjoy</title><content type='html'>here was i once again.&lt;br /&gt;busy. really really busy.&lt;br /&gt;projects, birthday celebrations and emo outings to vent anger.&lt;br /&gt;i shall conclude my activities at the end.&lt;br /&gt;yea was talking to a taxi driver once again.&lt;br /&gt;well, i tink i'm taken a liking to do so lol.&lt;br /&gt;so he was saying life is about enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;so once a while he'll save money and go L.A for some enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying what he did was right but in stead what he said was very right.&lt;br /&gt;look here.&lt;br /&gt;theres many people out there.&lt;br /&gt;who want fame and  wealth.&lt;br /&gt;Condos and private apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Slogging their asses off and end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;to pay for all these junks.&lt;br /&gt;purpose?&lt;br /&gt;to show off?&lt;br /&gt;to let people know their rich?&lt;br /&gt;hey its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;its like. so what if you're rich.&lt;br /&gt;a poor man can be happier then you.&lt;br /&gt;so whats life exactly about for you?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright.&lt;br /&gt;i've been out til late, 5 am?&lt;br /&gt;for the past 6 days?&lt;br /&gt;tues was a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;reason? TP discipline committee came some problems.&lt;br /&gt;wed was justin BD and went to MOS.&lt;br /&gt;heres there cute part.&lt;br /&gt;i tink i'm the only idiot who will go clubbing and sit at one corner.&lt;br /&gt;no idea it just turns me off totally.&lt;br /&gt;except for the ciggerettes.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;thurs?&lt;br /&gt;well, terence BD so went to ChillZ.&lt;br /&gt;drinking once again.&lt;br /&gt;and i am able to carry a person one and a half my weight up the stairs and with two bag sling across my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;friday?&lt;br /&gt;drinking with another group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;o well.&lt;br /&gt;and sat was celebration for Kaili bd.&lt;br /&gt;July is so friggin happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i know shit now.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and i tink,&lt;br /&gt;i've got a new break through.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Resort by Papa  Roach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cut my life into pieces&lt;br /&gt;This is my last resort&lt;br /&gt;Suffocation&lt;br /&gt;No breathing&lt;br /&gt;Dont give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;This is my last resort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut my life into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Ive reached my last resort&lt;br /&gt;Suffocation&lt;br /&gt;No breathing&lt;br /&gt;Dont give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you even care if I die bleeding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it be wrong&lt;br /&gt;Would it be right&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I took my life tonight&lt;/strong&gt;Chances are that I might&lt;br /&gt;Mutilation outta sight&lt;br /&gt;And Im contemplating suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Im losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me Im fine&lt;br /&gt;Losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Losing my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me Im fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized I was spread too thin&lt;br /&gt;Till it was too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I was empty within&lt;br /&gt;Hungry&lt;br /&gt;Feeding on chaos&lt;br /&gt;And living in sin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downward spiral where do I begin&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I lost my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No love for myself&lt;br /&gt;And no love for another&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Searching to find a love up on a higher level&lt;br /&gt;Finding nothing but questions and devils&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Im losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me in fine&lt;br /&gt;Losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me Im fine&lt;br /&gt;Nothings alright&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is fine&lt;br /&gt;Im running and Im crying&lt;br /&gt;Im crying&lt;br /&gt;Im crying&lt;br /&gt;Im crying&lt;br /&gt;Im crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant go on living this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut my life into pieces&lt;br /&gt;This is my last resort&lt;br /&gt;Suffocation&lt;br /&gt;No breathing&lt;br /&gt;Dont give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Would it be wrong&lt;br /&gt;Would it be right&lt;br /&gt;If I took my life tonight&lt;br /&gt;Chances are that I might&lt;br /&gt;Mutilation outta sight&lt;br /&gt;And Im contemplating suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Im losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me Im fine&lt;br /&gt;Losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me Im fine&lt;br /&gt;Nothings alright&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is fine&lt;br /&gt;Im running and Im crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant go on living this way&lt;br /&gt;Cant go on&lt;br /&gt;Living this way&lt;br /&gt;Nothings alright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-788617086075206370?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/788617086075206370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=788617086075206370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/788617086075206370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/788617086075206370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/07/lifeenjoy.html' title='Life:Enjoy'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-8654972082460183813</id><published>2007-07-11T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T03:06:53.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Society</title><content type='html'>well. i just got home from drinking and i'm semi drunk.&lt;br /&gt;well. i'm having a little problem typing over so just bear with me ya.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;was talking to the taxi driver about the society now so i realise i've got something to blog about (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about the society.&lt;br /&gt;as in how much it has changed.&lt;br /&gt;he was  saying like in his generation.&lt;br /&gt;when couples were dating,&lt;br /&gt;they dont even hold hands.&lt;br /&gt;whats now.&lt;br /&gt;during my generation, &lt;br /&gt;it like most relationship starting during secondary school period.&lt;br /&gt;now?&lt;br /&gt;when primary 4 students say that they are have a bf/gf its not even surprising.&lt;br /&gt;whats the world turning to man.&lt;br /&gt;its really likw WTF OMG.&lt;br /&gt;its like whats wrong with the youngsters nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;are they able to think for god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm getting old here.&lt;br /&gt;but either way.&lt;br /&gt;things are getting out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;definately.&lt;br /&gt;and thats not a really good sign.&lt;br /&gt;and that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;totally sucked.&lt;br /&gt;ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;is this wad the society is turning into.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hope things are still on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to make things right.&lt;br /&gt;and fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;the discipline matters regarding me are freaking getting out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;and its like i'm getting kicked out of school.&lt;br /&gt;you want me to apologise? &lt;br /&gt;over my dead body.&lt;br /&gt;bloody fuck.&lt;br /&gt;screw you people.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna make things right my way.&lt;br /&gt;so be it.&lt;br /&gt;fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your call by Secondhand Serenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angry &lt;br /&gt;call I'm desperate for your voice &lt;br /&gt;Listening to the song we used to sing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car, do you remember &lt;br /&gt;Butterfly, Early Summer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet&lt;br /&gt;Like when we would meet &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was born to tell you I love you &lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh &lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so ambitious&lt;/strong&gt;, you and me, flesh to flesh &lt;br /&gt;Cause every breath that you will take &lt;br /&gt;when you are sitting next to me &lt;br /&gt;will bring life into my deepest hopes, What's your fantasy? &lt;br /&gt;(What's your, what's your...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born to tell you I love you &lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine &lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home &lt;br /&gt;x4 &lt;br /&gt;(I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born to tell you I love you &lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine &lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born to tell you I love you &lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine &lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight &lt;br /&gt;(I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-6939439493482616423</id><published>2007-07-08T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:22:35.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>Reality.&lt;br /&gt;Illusions.&lt;br /&gt;Are you living now.&lt;br /&gt;As in are you living the way you want now.&lt;br /&gt;Are you being who you are now.&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy.&lt;br /&gt;Are you satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Most people answer would be a no.&lt;br /&gt;I'll come to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aint you happy.&lt;br /&gt;No money?&lt;br /&gt;Cant get the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;Cant realise your dream?&lt;br /&gt;So many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about need and want.&lt;br /&gt;What is your want and what is your need.&lt;br /&gt;Which will make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;People always got confused between this.&lt;br /&gt;There is a major difference between need VS want.&lt;br /&gt;and ability VS desire.&lt;br /&gt;Know your stand.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;How long you think your happiness can last.&lt;br /&gt;Not for long isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Why is that so?&lt;br /&gt;Simple.&lt;br /&gt;Human desire never ends.&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly.&lt;br /&gt;We are the one we gave ourselves trouble.&lt;br /&gt;How to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;Figure that out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know this fact.&lt;br /&gt;No one is happy.&lt;br /&gt;No one will.&lt;br /&gt;For this is a fact that human desire never end, never stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're someone who keep pondering what is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Why arent i happy.&lt;br /&gt;Why are others so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Why i cant be like them.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;What you see is just their external facade.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if they are really happy inside.&lt;br /&gt;So before you sink into your own oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;Think twice or perhaps thrice.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're having the worse life here.&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're the most unhappy person.&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're most lonely person around.&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;Its your life.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another story to share.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty similar to the grass story but more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Here theres a class taking their test results.&lt;br /&gt;They were very unhappy and a teacher overheard their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;They were saying things like.&lt;br /&gt;"if only i studied that topic."&lt;br /&gt;"If only i studied harder."&lt;br /&gt;Thus the teacher decided on something.&lt;br /&gt;To bring them to a apple farm.&lt;br /&gt;*i choose apple coz i like apple lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here was the teacher and the class.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;We will walk across this apple farm.&lt;br /&gt;Each one of you are required to pick an apple.&lt;br /&gt;But only one.&lt;br /&gt;And you cant throw away once you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;All the student were at the end of the field with an apple in their hand.&lt;br /&gt;So the teacher asked.&lt;br /&gt;Is everyone satisfied with the apple in their hand.&lt;br /&gt;Most said no.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked why.&lt;br /&gt;*PS:Heres the important part.*&lt;br /&gt;Some said.&lt;br /&gt;"After i picked my apple, i saw better ones infront."&lt;br /&gt;"After picking my apple, i realise the better ones are at the start and i walked pass them already."&lt;br /&gt;"If only i knew the better ones are at there, i would have waited or taken them, not missing the chance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to say is.&lt;br /&gt;Reality is harsh.&lt;br /&gt;The apples are the choices we make.&lt;br /&gt;The field is the path we walk.&lt;br /&gt;And we cant turn back time nor take back our words.&lt;br /&gt;Its our decision and we have to responsible for it.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of thinking 'if only'.&lt;br /&gt;If there were so many 'if only',&lt;br /&gt;the world would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;sadly thats not reality, thats everyone's fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;yes we do regrets our decision made.&lt;br /&gt;we all make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;but should one probing and sink into their world of 'if only',&lt;br /&gt;or learn their mistakes and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Its your life.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Things dont seem to go as i planned.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it really.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like i need to take further measures.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway guys check this out.&lt;br /&gt;i sent this to my careperson.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's gotta do it.&lt;br /&gt;This is my art piece.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Right click and save it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href = "http://www.angelfire.com/vamp/bloodepriver89/lolwtfbbq.doc"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decade under the Influence by Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Sad, small, sweet, so delicate &lt;br /&gt;We used to be this dying breed &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kept still until the long drive home &lt;br /&gt;You slept safe and close to the window... &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's to say you'll have to go (I could go all night) &lt;br /&gt;Well say you'll have to go (I could go all...) &lt;br /&gt;To hell with you and all your friends &lt;br /&gt;To hell with you and all your friends, it's on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, small, sure in porcelain &lt;br /&gt;You're skin and bones, I'm a nervous wreck &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (when it comes to this) &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kept still until the long drive home &lt;br /&gt;You slept safe and close to the window &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's to say you'll have to go (I could go all night) &lt;br /&gt;Well say you'll have to go (I could go all...) &lt;br /&gt;To hell with you and all your friends &lt;br /&gt;To hell with you and all your friends, it's on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (what is this for?) &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone will do tonight &lt;br /&gt;Anyone will do tonight &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, just settle, settle &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, just settle, settle &lt;br /&gt;Anyone will do tonight &lt;br /&gt;Anyone will do tonight &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, just settle, settle &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, just settle, settle &lt;br /&gt;Anyone (anyone) will do tonight &lt;br /&gt;Anyone (anyone) will do tonight &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, just settle, settle &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, just settle, settle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got a bad feeling about this, &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (to hell with you and all your friends, it's on). &lt;br /&gt;I'm coming over but it never was enough &lt;br /&gt;I thought it through and my worst brings out the best in you&lt;br /&gt;Well I got a bad feeling about this &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (to hell with you and all your friends, it's on) &lt;br /&gt;I'm coming over but it never was enough &lt;br /&gt;I thought it through and my worst brings out the best in you&lt;br /&gt;Well I got a bad feeling about this &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (to hell with you and all your friends, it's on) &lt;br /&gt;I'm coming over but it never was enough, &lt;br /&gt;I thought it through and my worst brings out the best in you&lt;br /&gt;Well I got a bad feeling about this, &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (in you...). &lt;br /&gt;I'm coming over but it never was enough, &lt;br /&gt;I thought it through and my worst brings out the best in you&lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this, &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (in you...). &lt;br /&gt;I'm coming over but it never was enough &lt;br /&gt;I thought it through and my worst brings out the best in you&lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this, &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this, &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (I am you) &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (I am you) &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (I am you) &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this (I am you) &lt;br /&gt;I got it bad (I am you)&lt;br /&gt;I got it bad &lt;br /&gt;I got it bad &lt;br /&gt;I got it bad &lt;br /&gt;I got it bad &lt;br /&gt;I got it bad&lt;div 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title='Reality'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-137568999843410520</id><published>2007-07-02T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T00:09:33.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>Fear.&lt;br /&gt;Who dont have fear.&lt;br /&gt;Be it those which exist or non-existance.&lt;br /&gt;Be it those tangible or non-tangible.&lt;br /&gt;Actually anything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;People fear.&lt;br /&gt;Parents.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Spirits.&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Height.&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;Death.&lt;br /&gt;You name it.&lt;br /&gt;You got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with why people fear alright.&lt;br /&gt;Reasons.&lt;br /&gt;People fear because of past experience.&lt;br /&gt;Because you know whats its like.&lt;br /&gt;You don't wish it to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;People fear because 'thats what they say'&lt;br /&gt;I'd say its influence.&lt;br /&gt;Because of what other people say.&lt;br /&gt;You perceive it the way they perceive.&lt;br /&gt;Thus they created this fear in you.&lt;br /&gt;People fear cause of what they see.&lt;br /&gt;Because the incidents are similar.&lt;br /&gt;They have seen the outcome before.&lt;br /&gt;Thus they fear.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting isn't.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing is.&lt;br /&gt;People fear what they will eventually go through and those that doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Spirits.&lt;br /&gt;Monsters.&lt;br /&gt;Do they exist.&lt;br /&gt;No they dont.&lt;br /&gt;They are just what i call.&lt;br /&gt;Inventions of imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;Because of movies, shows.&lt;br /&gt;You picture them to be scary and believe in their existance.&lt;br /&gt;You fear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death.&lt;br /&gt;This is another thing i dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;We all will eventually die.&lt;br /&gt;Am i wrong to say that.&lt;br /&gt;Why people fear death.&lt;br /&gt;When its inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;Such a waste.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Why not embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;And meanwhile lead a better life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally.&lt;br /&gt;What i think is the most fearful of everything that ever existed.&lt;br /&gt;is loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine.&lt;br /&gt;A world where no other beings live.&lt;br /&gt;You're alone.&lt;br /&gt;Or a situation where the whole world turn their back on you and ignore you.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the point when you'll wonder whats your existance for.&lt;br /&gt;This is the most fearful.&lt;br /&gt;Learn it.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish friendship.&lt;br /&gt;People.&lt;br /&gt;Bondings.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I did something very impressive.&lt;br /&gt;I actually climbed a 'stadium' lamp which is about 4 storey high.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting huh.&lt;br /&gt;Well what are my fears?&lt;br /&gt;Its for me to know.&lt;br /&gt;For you to guess! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run by Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slower slower&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-137568999843410520?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/137568999843410520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=137568999843410520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/137568999843410520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/137568999843410520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/07/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-2834059476019087389</id><published>2007-06-28T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T03:49:14.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>Different people got different needs and wants.&lt;br /&gt;There we got different type of people.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly two types by distinct differences.&lt;br /&gt;Materialistic and Spiritual people.&lt;br /&gt;some people go for brands.&lt;br /&gt;for tangible products.&lt;br /&gt;no its not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;actually its perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;on other hand.&lt;br /&gt;spiritual people are people who yearn for love, care and trust.&lt;br /&gt;basicly friends and recognisation.&lt;br /&gt;yup its not wrong too.&lt;br /&gt;both are not wrong and are realistic in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;different people are influenced differently and brought up in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;yet.&lt;br /&gt;whats the major differences actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me link this to existance.&lt;br /&gt;when you die.&lt;br /&gt;does your existance remain.&lt;br /&gt;by being materialistic or spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;will you live in the memories and heart of the others.&lt;br /&gt;and remembered for their lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;or would you choose to live in a world of your own.&lt;br /&gt;where when you die.&lt;br /&gt;you will be forgotten soon after.&lt;br /&gt;determine you route.&lt;br /&gt;your life.&lt;br /&gt;once again.&lt;br /&gt;its your life.&lt;br /&gt;its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The most beautiful thing in life can only be felt."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&lt;br /&gt;i wont give up.&lt;br /&gt;i wont surrender.&lt;br /&gt;this is my resolution.&lt;br /&gt;just try and stop me now.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my mind by The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the corner of main street&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to keep it in line&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanna move on and&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm falling behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you read my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Can you read my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really gave up on &lt;br /&gt;Breakin' out of this two-star town&lt;br /&gt;I got the green light&lt;br /&gt;I got a little fight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna turn this thing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you read my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Can you read my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The good old days, the honest man&lt;br /&gt;The restless heart, the Promised Land&lt;br /&gt;A subtle kiss that no one sees&lt;br /&gt;A broken wrist and a big trapeze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't shine if you don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Before you go, can you read my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny how you just break down&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on some sign&lt;br /&gt;I pull up to the front of your driveway&lt;br /&gt;With magic soaking my spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you read my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Can you read my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The teenage queen, the loaded gun&lt;br /&gt;The drop dead dream, the Chosen One&lt;br /&gt;A southern drawl, the world unseen&lt;br /&gt;A city wall and a trampoline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I don't mind if you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't shine if you don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Before you jump,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you find..&lt;br /&gt;When you read my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slipping in my faith until I fall&lt;br /&gt;You never returned that call&lt;br /&gt;Woman, open the door, don't let it sting&lt;br /&gt;I wanna breathe that fire again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I don't mind if you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't shine if you don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Put your back on me&lt;br /&gt;Put your back on me&lt;br /&gt;Put your back on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds, cut out of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Can you read my mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-2834059476019087389?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/2834059476019087389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=2834059476019087389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/2834059476019087389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/2834059476019087389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/06/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-8355228444087359634</id><published>2007-06-27T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T03:48:01.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lesson:2</title><content type='html'>hmm.&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about ability VS desire.&lt;br /&gt;simply means can and cant VS want and dont want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people always got confused between these two terms.&lt;br /&gt;some use they dont want when the situation is they do not have the ability to accomplish so.&lt;br /&gt;dont blame them.&lt;br /&gt;for we humans are imperfect in nature.&lt;br /&gt;before concluding things.&lt;br /&gt;determine your ability.&lt;br /&gt;determine if you can or cant.&lt;br /&gt;before you decide if you want it or not.&lt;br /&gt;dont get confused.&lt;br /&gt;for it might cause perception error to others.&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps some other undesirable consuquences.&lt;br /&gt;know the differences.&lt;br /&gt;your ability.&lt;br /&gt;and your desire.&lt;br /&gt;things aint that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;br /&gt;i do not wish to back out.&lt;br /&gt;even if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i have the ability to.&lt;br /&gt;for whats done is done.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decipher the meaning.&lt;br /&gt;i just love mind games (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a boat by Rie Fu(English Translated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody knows who I really am&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this empty before&lt;br /&gt;And if I ever need someone to come along,&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna comfort me, and keep me strong?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are all rowing the boat of fate&lt;br /&gt;The waves keep on coming and we can't escape&lt;br /&gt;But if we ever get lost on our way&lt;br /&gt;The waves would guide you through another day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere far away, you're breathing in, and I want to become transparent&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of darkness but I was only blindfolded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate a prayer and wait for a new day&lt;br /&gt;To your side of the brilliantly shining sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows who I really am&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they just don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;But if I ever need someone to come along&lt;br /&gt;I know you would follow me, and keep me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People's hearts go fishing, they eventually want to sneak away&lt;br /&gt;The moon in a new cycle accompanies the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;The ocean heaves up to my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon&lt;br /&gt;I can see the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can see the shore&lt;br /&gt;When will I see the shore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you to know who I really am&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd feel this way towards you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever need someone to come along,&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you, and keep you strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey will continue even on a calm day&lt;br /&gt;The moon in its new phase accompanies the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate a prayer and I wat for a new day&lt;br /&gt;Until your side of the brillinantly shining sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;The ocean heaves up to my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon&lt;br /&gt;I can see the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I row Destiny's boat, the waves come one after another and they attack us but&lt;br /&gt;This too is a beautiful journey, it is all a beautiful journey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-8355228444087359634?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/8355228444087359634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=8355228444087359634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8355228444087359634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8355228444087359634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-lesson2.html' title='Life Lesson:2'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-490631966594760186</id><published>2007-06-23T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T00:13:25.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burden</title><content type='html'>burden.&lt;br /&gt;something that drags you down.&lt;br /&gt;that pulls you down.&lt;br /&gt;that hold you back.&lt;br /&gt;that obstruct your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;but this is reality.&lt;br /&gt;there is no soul who does not have burden.&lt;br /&gt;your family.&lt;br /&gt;your bonds.&lt;br /&gt;your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;your work.&lt;br /&gt;your responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;all that pressures you.&lt;br /&gt;to tackle.&lt;br /&gt;or avoid.&lt;br /&gt;to run away.&lt;br /&gt;or find other way.&lt;br /&gt;there are many challenges and obstacles in life.&lt;br /&gt;no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;every fall.&lt;br /&gt;is a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;theres a purpose and reason why things happen or exists.&lt;br /&gt;determine it.&lt;br /&gt;remember it.&lt;br /&gt;recognise it.&lt;br /&gt;giving up.&lt;br /&gt;lose yourself.&lt;br /&gt;face it.&lt;br /&gt;learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;its your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flight.&lt;br /&gt;no strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;burden.&lt;br /&gt;bonds.&lt;br /&gt;ties.&lt;br /&gt;emotions.&lt;br /&gt;i will not surrender.&lt;br /&gt;i will perservere.&lt;br /&gt;breaking the strings.&lt;br /&gt;oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen too much.&lt;br /&gt;known too much.&lt;br /&gt;be it not allowed or not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i know it all.&lt;br /&gt;being intelligent isn't great.&lt;br /&gt;my conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the stupid'est' person is the happiest person.&lt;br /&gt;for he know no burden nor pain.&lt;br /&gt;i know too much.&lt;br /&gt;too much.&lt;br /&gt;the conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;but its alright.&lt;br /&gt;its still on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;flowing the way i planed it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me make myself clear.&lt;br /&gt;everything you people try to decipher about are just your assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;not conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;remember.&lt;br /&gt;only i and me who knows it better then none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;The truth will come to light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being patience is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets play some mind games.&lt;br /&gt;i  love them.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-490631966594760186?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/490631966594760186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=490631966594760186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/490631966594760186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/490631966594760186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/06/burden.html' title='Burden'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-8721468203597594213</id><published>2007-06-21T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T18:43:32.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature</title><content type='html'>just came back from Tioman today.&lt;br /&gt;yup. pretty place. very.&lt;br /&gt;the serenity.&lt;br /&gt;the peace.&lt;br /&gt;the nature.&lt;br /&gt;the motherland.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;with nature.&lt;br /&gt;so mesmerizing.&lt;br /&gt;the corals.&lt;br /&gt;the fishes.&lt;br /&gt;the clams.&lt;br /&gt;the oysters bigger then my head.&lt;br /&gt;the shellfish longer then my arm.&lt;br /&gt;they are so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;so special and unique.&lt;br /&gt;i could spend hours just obersving them.&lt;br /&gt;i detest humans.&lt;br /&gt;their care for them.&lt;br /&gt;they dont care.&lt;br /&gt;they cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;they take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;they ruin them.&lt;br /&gt;they caused the extinction.&lt;br /&gt;the nature gave us everything.&lt;br /&gt;yet we returned none.&lt;br /&gt;we're just so rotten.&lt;br /&gt;so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;this trip.&lt;br /&gt;this journey.&lt;br /&gt;the conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;the world is rotten.&lt;br /&gt;and i wished.&lt;br /&gt;disaster would color every soul.&lt;br /&gt;disease would stain every body.&lt;br /&gt;i curse every soul alive.&lt;br /&gt;even myself.&lt;br /&gt;drop your mortal desire.&lt;br /&gt;free yourself.&lt;br /&gt;let go.&lt;br /&gt;attachments.&lt;br /&gt;take flight.&lt;br /&gt;be embraced.&lt;br /&gt;realize the truth.&lt;br /&gt;learn them.&lt;br /&gt;know them.&lt;br /&gt;and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;People&lt;br /&gt;Stop the act.&lt;br /&gt;Stop the lies.&lt;br /&gt;Stop the hiding.&lt;br /&gt;When i know everything.&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate nor belittle a complicated person.&lt;br /&gt;I know of it.&lt;br /&gt;But its alright.&lt;br /&gt;Its flowing on my track.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-8721468203597594213?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/8721468203597594213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=8721468203597594213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8721468203597594213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8721468203597594213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/06/nature.html' title='Nature'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-5338724720370277055</id><published>2007-06-09T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:10:49.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lesson:1</title><content type='html'>To learn to live first you have to learn to die.&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from the book 'tuesday with Morrie:an old man, a young man and life's greatest leson'&lt;br /&gt;Found this sentence meaningful thus here i am blogging about it.&lt;br /&gt;Dont be mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about physical death by mentioning die.&lt;br /&gt;What it mean is prepared to die.&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to die.&lt;br /&gt;What are the things holding you behind.&lt;br /&gt;Are you doing all what you need to do.&lt;br /&gt;Are you being the person you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Are you able to answer all these questions.&lt;br /&gt;What are your answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to die.&lt;br /&gt;Is to prepare yourself for death.&lt;br /&gt;To finish up your unfinised job.&lt;br /&gt;Your goal.&lt;br /&gt;Your responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Your families.&lt;br /&gt;Your work.&lt;br /&gt;By having a clearer vision of your goal.&lt;br /&gt;Then you will be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;Til then you will be able to pay attention to the smallest thing affecting your life.&lt;br /&gt;Its because.&lt;br /&gt;No one believes they'll die so soon.&lt;br /&gt;Leading to a life that they will let chances slip by them.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to pay attention to their own life.&lt;br /&gt;They're all blinded by the &lt;strong&gt;assumption&lt;/strong&gt; that they are not dying at the very moment.&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is.&lt;br /&gt;No one actually know when they die.&lt;br /&gt;No one dared to face this fact.&lt;br /&gt;They would bet on their life is gonna last longer then that.&lt;br /&gt;That of their assumption and perception.&lt;br /&gt;So learn this well.&lt;br /&gt;Remember this by heart.&lt;br /&gt;Human are not invincible.&lt;br /&gt;Its only a thin line between life and death.&lt;br /&gt;Do what you can in this life.&lt;br /&gt;For you do not know when your life will end.&lt;br /&gt;And i bet no one wish to regret their life ended suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its the smallest thing that make life beautiful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know this by heart.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you people would be able to comprehand the saying.&lt;br /&gt;To learn to live, first you have to learn to die.&lt;br /&gt;But one warning.&lt;br /&gt;When one learn to live.&lt;br /&gt;He will not be as ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;For when one is prepared for death.&lt;br /&gt;One would not look far.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;Its your life.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-5338724720370277055?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/5338724720370277055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=5338724720370277055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/5338724720370277055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/5338724720370277055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-lesson1.html' title='Life Lesson:1'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-5898767884554736544</id><published>2007-06-06T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:34:19.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>last update : 11/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something no one can control.&lt;br /&gt;Something every soul possess.&lt;br /&gt;Something powerful.&lt;br /&gt;Something that could consume of a person.&lt;br /&gt;Or set one free.&lt;br /&gt;Or make someone matured.&lt;br /&gt;To shape and mould someone.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has it.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone has different way of handling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;The way you contain and express your emotions make alot difference in and to your life&lt;/strong&gt;." by Lucille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you contain and express your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Hate.&lt;br /&gt;Anger.&lt;br /&gt;Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;Depression.&lt;br /&gt;By right theres no right or wrong in how you contain or express.&lt;br /&gt;But by left it will have an impact on your life.&lt;br /&gt;One of the deciding factor in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ponder over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally.&lt;br /&gt;Since young.&lt;br /&gt;I've always been hiding my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;What i felt.&lt;br /&gt;How i felt.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Til now.&lt;br /&gt;I chose to conceal my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I hide and keep them.&lt;br /&gt;For letting it out would be such a trouble.&lt;br /&gt;For no one would understand even if i tell.&lt;br /&gt;My this post would be the last leak of my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;With my life on the line.&lt;br /&gt;Into the oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;Boy.&lt;br /&gt;Princess.&lt;br /&gt;The forsaken.&lt;br /&gt;The forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;The forbidden.&lt;br /&gt;The taboo.&lt;br /&gt;The words that would mentioned and brought up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The non-existance.&lt;br /&gt;They died.&lt;br /&gt;They rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the songs define my emotion,mood,feelings&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dreams all forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Memories all turn rotten." &lt;br /&gt;taken from Ransom Letter by Pug Jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey thanks for that summer.&lt;br /&gt;Its cold where you're going i hope that your heart is always warm.&lt;br /&gt;I gave you the best that i have."&lt;br /&gt;taken from So Long Sweet Summer by Dashboard Confessionals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;I don't forget you&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's so sad&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;I remember it clearly&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day i found&lt;br /&gt;It won't be the same"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Slipped away by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot find a way to describe it&lt;br /&gt;It's there inside&lt;br /&gt;All I do is hide&lt;br /&gt;I wish that it would just go away&lt;br /&gt;All by myself I need to get around this&lt;br /&gt;My words are cold&lt;br /&gt;I don't want them to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;If I show you&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you'd understand&lt;br /&gt;'Cause no one understands"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Take Me Away by Avril Lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can’t explain myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;And all the wants&lt;br /&gt;And all the needs&lt;br /&gt;All I don’t want to need at all.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t explain what you can’t explain.&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts locked inside&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re the first to know"&lt;br /&gt;taken from It End Tonight by The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walks a-lone, have often lead to thinking&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is sinking to what seems an all time low&lt;br /&gt;or high, the limits' never ending,&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know I'm sending&lt;br /&gt;There's no venture I won't go&lt;br /&gt;For you"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Happy Endings by The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I should warn you&lt;br /&gt;Things you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;Aren't normal now&lt;br /&gt;Think you need me&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy &lt;br /&gt;To let you go somehow"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Too Far Gone by The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leave me be&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm free&lt;br /&gt;Love reflecting everything&lt;br /&gt;You want space&lt;br /&gt;I need you to help me see this through&lt;br /&gt;There she goes&lt;br /&gt;There she goes"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Your Star by The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;That don’t bother me&lt;br /&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Was being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin’ to do"&lt;br /&gt;taken from What Hurts the most by Rascal Flatts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"now I could make this obvious and you, &lt;br /&gt;you could deny me &lt;br /&gt;all in one breath&lt;br /&gt;you could shrug me off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Just Forget me. Its that simple."&lt;br /&gt;taken from Your Disaster by Taking Back Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind me that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Scars by Papa Roach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's nothing I can say.&lt;br /&gt;To change that part.&lt;br /&gt;To change that part.&lt;br /&gt;To change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many, &lt;br /&gt;Bright lights they cast a shadow,&lt;br /&gt;But can I speak?&lt;br /&gt;Well is it hard understanding,&lt;br /&gt;I'm incomplete?&lt;br /&gt;A life that's so demanding,&lt;br /&gt;I get so weak.&lt;br /&gt;A love that's so demanding,&lt;br /&gt;I can't speak."&lt;br /&gt;taken from Famous Last Words by MCR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're just a sad song with nothing to say &lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong, &lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Disenchanted by MCR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on &lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away &lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need them again someday"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Way back into love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life"&lt;br /&gt;taken from How To Save A Life by The Fray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It’s not easy to be me"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Superman by Five For Fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;If I slagged you down, I meant no harm &lt;br /&gt;When I heard the stories &lt;br /&gt;Said things I didn't mean "&lt;br /&gt;taken from Meet you there by Busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"all the time that i know&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;br /&gt;letting go is my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Kind of Perfect by Armor For Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The stars will cry&lt;br /&gt;The blackest tears tonight&lt;br /&gt;And this is the moment that I live for &lt;br /&gt;For a second I wish the tide&lt;br /&gt;Would swallow every inch of this city&lt;br /&gt;As you gasp for air tonight"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Anthem Of Our Dying Day by Story of the Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Welcome to my life by Simple Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered&lt;br /&gt;And I can't explain what happened&lt;br /&gt;And I can't erase the things that I've done"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Untitled by Simple Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;br /&gt;But we shared a moment that will last 'till the end.&lt;br /&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you."&lt;br /&gt;taken from You're Beautiful by James Blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i need you to hear"&lt;br /&gt;taken from The Reason by Hoobastank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Cause nothin' lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;And we both know hearts can change&lt;br /&gt;But lovers always come and lovers always go&lt;br /&gt;An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today"&lt;br /&gt;taken from November Rain by Guns N Roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take me as you are&lt;br /&gt;Push me off the road &lt;br /&gt;I'm freezing in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning in the rain &lt;br /&gt;I never would have known &lt;br /&gt;oblivion is falling down"&lt;br /&gt;taken from The Day You Said Goodnight by Hale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I swear the happiest day of my life is the day that I died"&lt;br /&gt;taken from Day that i die by Good Chalotte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I leave will you be someone to say good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;As I leave will you be someone to wipe your eye?&lt;br /&gt;My foot is out the door and you can't stop me now&lt;br /&gt;You wanted the best&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;You'll pretend you're naive&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you need?&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that it would be this way&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that it would slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;Now I am gone&lt;br /&gt;Just try and stop me now"&lt;br /&gt;taken from The Last Song by The All-American Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuts on my arms.&lt;br /&gt;The physical pain.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me of my existance.&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly.&lt;br /&gt;I realise something.&lt;br /&gt;Since young.&lt;br /&gt;I've already taken an interest in blood and death.&lt;br /&gt;Only that its has taken its flight now.&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;No ones gonna ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;The overpowering curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;Consuming.&lt;br /&gt;Taking control.&lt;br /&gt;Devoured.&lt;br /&gt;I think i know what i truly want now.&lt;br /&gt;I think i know whats my life about now.&lt;br /&gt;I think i know whats my purpose now.&lt;br /&gt;For this would be the last plan being carried out.&lt;br /&gt;My life is my stage.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone would be involved.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the key person.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone will know whats the project in the end.&lt;br /&gt;For this is, Project:"Farewell".&lt;br /&gt;The show starts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fatal decision.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal rescue.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal bet.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal truth.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal break through.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal desire.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal patience.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal secret.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal belief.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal existance.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal lesson.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal realization.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal complication.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal determination.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal obsession.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal emotions.&lt;br /&gt;My fatal 2007.&lt;br /&gt;My perfect ending.&lt;br /&gt;My Fatal Project:Farewell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Emotions'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-9012188058618412777</id><published>2007-06-04T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T02:32:45.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consequences</title><content type='html'>Lets begin with my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;Everything don't occur and appear for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;They exist with a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;So i would like to say that every input will definately have an output.&lt;br /&gt;Every action you take.&lt;br /&gt;Every decision you make.&lt;br /&gt;Will have an impact.&lt;br /&gt;Be it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Or others.&lt;br /&gt;Be it directly.&lt;br /&gt;Or indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;It will have an consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Be it good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;There are situations where one make an action without considering the consequences in a moment of rash or sub concious state.&lt;br /&gt;Reckless.&lt;br /&gt;Foolish.&lt;br /&gt;I would claim thats a one sided assumption.&lt;br /&gt;For we don't know if they even have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;People often forget something.&lt;br /&gt;That they themselves are not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;People make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Though the consequences are harsh.&lt;br /&gt;But its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;To put yourself in their shoe that is.&lt;br /&gt;So remember this.&lt;br /&gt;Every input has an output.&lt;br /&gt;People are not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Was talking or rather debating with YQ just now.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So we sort of came across this regarding my post: Belief.&lt;br /&gt;Expectedly.&lt;br /&gt;We both have different stand and views.&lt;br /&gt;So he was saying about consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I did though about it.&lt;br /&gt;From the worse to worse.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously did.&lt;br /&gt;But i cannot be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;People have a choice is what i believe.&lt;br /&gt;To be affected by what i say that is.&lt;br /&gt;To read my blog that is.&lt;br /&gt;To debate with me that is.&lt;br /&gt;They do have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;So do i.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to voice out.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;Then we were saying worth.&lt;br /&gt;My sayings.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody a somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is worth something and no one is worthless that means.&lt;br /&gt;He was asking about my worth.&lt;br /&gt;So i was saying.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i do worth something but i cannot be bothered with that worth of mine.&lt;br /&gt;So he said.&lt;br /&gt;Since i cannot be bothered about anything.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i living.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't i just die.&lt;br /&gt;Here i'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should.&lt;br /&gt;Just die that is.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life about dying.&lt;br /&gt;No one lives forever.&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of life also.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Will take into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this song.&lt;br /&gt;Slipped away by Avril Lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;So nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of everything.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i still do.&lt;br /&gt;The concealed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself why, why and why.&lt;br /&gt;I cant find the answer.&lt;br /&gt;Bombarded with doubts and questions.&lt;br /&gt;I myself have no idea whats inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;All that remains.&lt;br /&gt;All that stayed.&lt;br /&gt;Memories.&lt;br /&gt;Histories.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it just reminds me of the moments.&lt;br /&gt;The sadness.&lt;br /&gt;The pain.&lt;br /&gt;I kept away.&lt;br /&gt;I held back.&lt;br /&gt;I hide inside.&lt;br /&gt;I bade farewell.&lt;br /&gt;To her.&lt;br /&gt;To him.&lt;br /&gt;To us.&lt;br /&gt;To myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;Slipped away by Avril Lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;Na na, na na na, na na&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;I don't forget you, oh it's so sad&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;I remember it clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day I found it won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get around to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye on the hand&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could see you again&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day I found it won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my wake up&lt;br /&gt;Won't you wake up&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking why&lt;br /&gt;And I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't fake&lt;br /&gt;It happened, you passed by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are gone, now you are gone&lt;br /&gt;There you go, there you go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I can't bring you back&lt;br /&gt;Now you are gone, now you are gone&lt;br /&gt;There you go, there you go,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere your not coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day i found it won't be the same noo..&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day that i found it won't be the same oooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na, na na na, na na&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-9012188058618412777?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/9012188058618412777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=9012188058618412777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/9012188058618412777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/9012188058618412777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/06/consequences.html' title='Consequences'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-4150152138787614524</id><published>2007-06-01T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:55:14.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priority</title><content type='html'>This is what i believe.&lt;br /&gt;The most important key to success is the abiliy to prioritize.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you got the ultimate determination and motivation.&lt;br /&gt;You will or might not be successful if you are not able to prioritize your goals.&lt;br /&gt;Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Your family.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Your career.&lt;br /&gt;Your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;Your sworn ties.&lt;br /&gt;Which will you pick.&lt;br /&gt;What will you be.&lt;br /&gt;Who will you choose.&lt;br /&gt;What do you look for in life i ask then.&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;Money.&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;br /&gt;Fame.&lt;br /&gt;Job status.&lt;br /&gt;Your choice.&lt;br /&gt;People are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Humans are rotten.&lt;br /&gt;You would probably argue.&lt;br /&gt;Not every.&lt;br /&gt;I agree not every.&lt;br /&gt;Its about what your priority and how far would you go for it and how would you go about for it.&lt;br /&gt;People do anything to earn fame, wealth and recognition.&lt;br /&gt;It just makes them happy.&lt;br /&gt;While others, they invest their time and money to help others.&lt;br /&gt;As they feel good helping others.&lt;br /&gt;What i'm trying to say here it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different people perceive happiness and success differently.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but though their goals are different, their priority might be the same.&lt;br /&gt;or their goals are the same, while priorities are different.&lt;br /&gt;One could go for wealth for their family.&lt;br /&gt;One could go for wealth for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;One goal two priority.&lt;br /&gt;One could go for fame for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;One could go for wealth for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Two goal one priority.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting huh.&lt;br /&gt;Thats us.&lt;br /&gt;Humans.&lt;br /&gt;Being both ugly and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Rotten and honest.&lt;br /&gt;We contradicts ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;The day before when drinking.&lt;br /&gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;Drown in grief.&lt;br /&gt;Totally drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Knock out session.&lt;br /&gt;So bad that i got like 8 burnt scars on my both arm.&lt;br /&gt;Most i did it myself and one has a diameter of a finger print.&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get infection soon.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to hotel and overnight with ivor bert kaili yq and charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;Its ivor bd today lol.&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea.&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming in the middle of the night and did lots of stupid stunts lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;The voices running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;The screams tearing my concentration.&lt;br /&gt;So random.&lt;br /&gt;So consuming.&lt;br /&gt;Their calling out.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear them.&lt;br /&gt;But i dont understand their existance.&lt;br /&gt;I'm unable to comprehand.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care where i'm heading.&lt;br /&gt;Whats life actually.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthem of our dying days.&lt;br /&gt;The stars will cry&lt;br /&gt;The blackest tears tonight&lt;br /&gt;And this is the moment that I live for&lt;br /&gt;I can smell the ocean air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here I am&lt;br /&gt;Pouring my heart onto these rooftops&lt;br /&gt;Just a ghost to the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly...&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For a second I wish the tide&lt;br /&gt;Would swallow every inch of this city&lt;br /&gt;As you gasp for air tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'd scream this song right in your face&lt;br /&gt;If you were here&lt;br /&gt;I swear I won't miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never&lt;br /&gt;Never have before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second I wish the tide&lt;br /&gt;Would swallow every inch of this city&lt;br /&gt;And you gasp for air tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dying day&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-4150152138787614524?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/4150152138787614524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=4150152138787614524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4150152138787614524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4150152138787614524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/06/priority.html' title='Priority'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-4214478311953668360</id><published>2007-05-28T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T01:01:40.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect</title><content type='html'>Respect.&lt;br /&gt;Taken from www.dictionary.com.&lt;br /&gt;To feel or show deferential regard for; esteem. &lt;br /&gt;To avoid violation of or interference with: respect the speed limit. &lt;br /&gt;To relate or refer to; concern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its something earned.&lt;br /&gt;Not given.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean you are in high position.&lt;br /&gt;Or old in age.&lt;br /&gt;People will give you the respect you desire.&lt;br /&gt;Its your capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;If you're a higher management but you cant do things right.&lt;br /&gt;Do you deserve the respect of being the higher management.&lt;br /&gt;No you dont.&lt;br /&gt;We do give the minimal respect to someone older, high positioned.&lt;br /&gt;But ultimately.&lt;br /&gt;Its still up to them to convince us with their capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;It can also led to some undesired situation.&lt;br /&gt;Some kids nowadays think that being strong and daring would be respected.&lt;br /&gt;Yes in their circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Bullying are such childish actions.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting.&lt;br /&gt;What cause do they right for.&lt;br /&gt;Causing physical damage are for the losers.&lt;br /&gt;If you people think that winning in fights and gaining 'territory' are respectful.&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;Stop chasing rainbows and get a life.&lt;br /&gt;So who deserve your respect and who should you respect.&lt;br /&gt;Define them yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basicly.&lt;br /&gt;I do give elderly and higher management the minimal respect.&lt;br /&gt;Not to use vulgar against them.&lt;br /&gt;But not to the extend to give in.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when i'm not at fault.&lt;br /&gt;I would make my stand.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in a wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its the best way.&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life by Simple Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wanna run away?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud &lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more?&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;You never had to work it was always there&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like, what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-4214478311953668360?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/4214478311953668360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=4214478311953668360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4214478311953668360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4214478311953668360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/respect.html' title='Respect'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-2310066207740476324</id><published>2007-05-26T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T01:55:05.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal</title><content type='html'>Extended and re-updated on 27/05.&lt;br /&gt;Apologise.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was getting late to updated a lil.&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish up what i've got to say today.&lt;br /&gt;So yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Something personal again.&lt;br /&gt;Received couples of comments today regarding i've become more vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;Rather then changed to be more vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;I would say reckless.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be bothered about what others think of me now.&lt;br /&gt;For i cant see whats the purpose of having a good impression.&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think.&lt;br /&gt;My mindset have swayed from before.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot be bothered about anything now.&lt;br /&gt;From insulting lecturers to disrespecting course manager.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that i am reckless.&lt;br /&gt;I did think about the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't seem to bother me a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, 'so what?' situation.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;So what if i got kicked out of school.&lt;br /&gt;So what if everyone hates me.&lt;br /&gt;So what if i got myself in deep shit.&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what gotten into me.&lt;br /&gt;Or what cause this thinking.&lt;br /&gt;But i know its stuck into my head now.&lt;br /&gt;Consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;Results.&lt;br /&gt;I don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;I know it now.&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;Who am i now i wonder to myself.&lt;br /&gt;What am i now i am figuring out.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Hay wired.&lt;br /&gt;Twisted up i guess.&lt;br /&gt;He guessed he's dead.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder too.&lt;br /&gt;He wonder too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess cheng's dead.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of in some sense.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;man i seriously wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Whats gonna be of me now.&lt;br /&gt;I cant determine whats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But for one thing i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;Better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;Cant be bothered too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be my last week at Genki.&lt;br /&gt;Had a tiff with the fucking gay manager.&lt;br /&gt;A loser who cant outtalk me.&lt;br /&gt;What a loser.&lt;br /&gt;Pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;Von said something about respecting.&lt;br /&gt;Well i did.&lt;br /&gt;If i didn't respect him.&lt;br /&gt;I would've used vulgar and shoot him directly.&lt;br /&gt;In stead of insulting him indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;This would be the level i give to someone who is elder then me.&lt;br /&gt;The minimal respect.&lt;br /&gt;Respect is not given.&lt;br /&gt;Its earned.&lt;br /&gt;Being old doesn't mean people have to respect you.&lt;br /&gt;Loser.&lt;br /&gt;And since i've decided to 'toy' him.&lt;br /&gt;Now i will.&lt;br /&gt;Once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;Next thurs he'll be doing closing.&lt;br /&gt;Of which i'm working.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not going to turn up.&lt;br /&gt;I'll screw him up utterly.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make him suffer.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise if i made any other servers unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;For i've decided to fuck richies upside down.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make him regret.&lt;br /&gt;And thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my brother will be quitting next week.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm gonna see how he plan his schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Wasting a food runner.&lt;br /&gt;Left with YQ.&lt;br /&gt;And Benny who at weekend still cmi.&lt;br /&gt;So when theres a weekend where both yq and ben off.&lt;br /&gt;Genki's dead.&lt;br /&gt;For sure i vouch for it.&lt;br /&gt;Loser.&lt;br /&gt;A loser who lost himself at the peak of anger he is.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make him learn his lesson the tough way.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm capable of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;And here i'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Since thurs i'm not going to turn up for work.&lt;br /&gt;Should i go there and be a customer.&lt;br /&gt;So screw him up.&lt;br /&gt;Well well well.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;I'll come to a decision soon.&lt;br /&gt;But i need company ya.&lt;br /&gt;So let the project 'screw richie' start.&lt;br /&gt;His suffering would be my pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;His felony.&lt;br /&gt;My melody.&lt;br /&gt;So be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;Only One by Yellowcard.&lt;br /&gt;Broken this fragile thing now&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;And I've thrown my words all around&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;br /&gt;And I give up (I give up) &lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;br /&gt;Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;br /&gt;I won't walk out until you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one who gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I go so dishonestly&lt;br /&gt;Leave a note for you my only one&lt;br /&gt;And I know you can see right through me&lt;br /&gt;So let me go and you will find someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one, no one like you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-2310066207740476324?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/2310066207740476324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=2310066207740476324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/2310066207740476324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/2310066207740476324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/personal.html' title='Personal'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-6005060903683911719</id><published>2007-05-25T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:54:15.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception:Error</title><content type='html'>We all have different views.&lt;br /&gt;Different thinking.&lt;br /&gt;And of cause different perception.&lt;br /&gt;Errors.&lt;br /&gt;A good example of perception error would be stereotyping.&lt;br /&gt;People stereotype others.&lt;br /&gt;Race. Culture. Personality.&lt;br /&gt;I dont deny i stereotype people.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone does.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone label someone elses.&lt;br /&gt;But thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Who actually gave you the right to insult someone else.&lt;br /&gt;What right do you have in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Yet ignoring your rights.&lt;br /&gt;We insult and label others.&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Points that are often overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;Because of your experience with that particular group of people.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to stereotype them.&lt;br /&gt;Your past.&lt;br /&gt;Your scars.&lt;br /&gt;You memories.&lt;br /&gt;Your experiences.&lt;br /&gt;All contribute and mould your perception into what it is today.&lt;br /&gt;Theres no wrong theres no right.&lt;br /&gt;For some will see you as right.&lt;br /&gt;Some will see you as wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Final say is still you.&lt;br /&gt;So think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you actually have the right to insult other human beings.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my whining.&lt;br /&gt;As i predicted.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble trouble trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Today me and xf went to find my care person and another guy.&lt;br /&gt;well what else could it be.&lt;br /&gt;About the lecture incident and of cause.&lt;br /&gt;My hair.&lt;br /&gt;yea yea yea.&lt;br /&gt;We were approached one by one.&lt;br /&gt;I went in first and they couldn't convince me.&lt;br /&gt;Well. stubborn well.&lt;br /&gt;Then xf went in.&lt;br /&gt;They actually told xf that they couldn't talk sense into me.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a left ear in, head process, useless stuff, right ear out.&lt;br /&gt;Well well well.&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'm to stubborn huh.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it then.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;For i dont.&lt;br /&gt;Who does.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows and understand my perception anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Consequences.?&lt;br /&gt;Well well well.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it too.&lt;br /&gt;Wrath?&lt;br /&gt;Lets see and i'll face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea.&lt;br /&gt;Kept my word.&lt;br /&gt;Its been like so many months since i had my 'smoke-free' day.&lt;br /&gt;Today it is!&lt;br /&gt;I succeeded yup.&lt;br /&gt;Well well well.&lt;br /&gt;Any treats? &lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;Scars by Papa Roach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind me that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home&lt;br /&gt;Cause you channel all your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're making me insane&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;br /&gt;Against my own advice&lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down&lt;br /&gt;But you never realized&lt;br /&gt;That you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;Compassions in my nature&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever come around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I left my heart open&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;Go fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-6005060903683911719?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/6005060903683911719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=6005060903683911719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6005060903683911719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6005060903683911719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/perceptionerror.html' title='Perception:Error'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-1652474801987923060</id><published>2007-05-24T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:20:24.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Management</title><content type='html'>Alright.&lt;br /&gt;How do you contain your anger and how do you handle them.&lt;br /&gt;How do others.&lt;br /&gt;Violence?&lt;br /&gt;Keep inside?&lt;br /&gt;Many many ways.&lt;br /&gt;Which is the best.&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;My word would be different situation different medicine yup.&lt;br /&gt;And different people got different liking as how to handle their own matter isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;There are people who fight to vent their anger.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting and hurting others would make them feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Thats my assumption yup.&lt;br /&gt;But theres definately people out there who enjoy huring and damaging others.&lt;br /&gt;Who enjoy killing and torturing.&lt;br /&gt;Sadistics.&lt;br /&gt;There are many who keep their anger inside of them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm one of them.&lt;br /&gt;And i'll pretend nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore i'm a good actor. (=&lt;br /&gt;Giving no clue.&lt;br /&gt;For my side.&lt;br /&gt;I keep it for i do not wish to affect others.&lt;br /&gt;I believe some people kept it inside have this reason too.&lt;br /&gt;The want to keep everything to yourself and letting none out.&lt;br /&gt;The mindset of being a burden to others is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;I understand those feeling.&lt;br /&gt;We hide our emotions.&lt;br /&gt;In the corner somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Only when alone then it will be taken out.&lt;br /&gt;Its not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But is it right.&lt;br /&gt;Others might worry.&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll argue that if they know what i'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;They'll worry more.&lt;br /&gt;Why bother.&lt;br /&gt;So what else can i say.&lt;br /&gt;Its all about understanding between people.&lt;br /&gt;Of their stand and their thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Some scream and let it out.&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of this post.&lt;br /&gt;Words after this are my whinings.&lt;br /&gt;For i've been really down on luck and crap everything isn't going my way.&lt;br /&gt;Vulgars would be used and uninterested party feel free to press the 'X' at the top right corner of this window here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i go!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd problems in school with lecturers and tutors.&lt;br /&gt;Heat up 'debating' i would call it.&lt;br /&gt;But actually i totally made a fool and critisized that fucking lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;What a fucking bitch.&lt;br /&gt;And today a teacher called me.&lt;br /&gt;While i'm working so ya.&lt;br /&gt;He called my home so thats why i know.&lt;br /&gt;But weird thing is he didn't say anything to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;But either way i'm still prepared for a war soon.&lt;br /&gt;Time to put my debating skills to play.&lt;br /&gt;yea yea yea.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously every sem i would have this kind of fucking problem with lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;And theres also my hair issue running around my course manager now.&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later it will get me.&lt;br /&gt;So fuck it too.&lt;br /&gt;So many fucking problems.&lt;br /&gt;Well well well.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be armed for combat now.&lt;br /&gt;Let my tongue be my weapon and my brain be my gears.&lt;br /&gt;And here today.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;I broke a fucking PDA at work.&lt;br /&gt;And i will get fucked upside down by my fucking gay manager and most probably have to freaking pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;And there goes my bike.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Here i am quitting smoking to save money for my bike and here comes this money issue which will delay the purchase of my bike.&lt;br /&gt;NOO~~~&lt;br /&gt;My scoooooooooooooter.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;No fucking shit is ever going in my way.&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking had enough.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking piece of shitty life.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;And another fuck it is i was doing so well today whole day not smoking.&lt;br /&gt;Rejecting offers and temptations.&lt;br /&gt;Even at work place.&lt;br /&gt;Til i fucking broke the PDA.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;there goes my fucking smoke free day.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow it will be a smoke free day.&lt;br /&gt;I swear with my life on the bet.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta save money for my scooter yup.&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;Lime green or checkered for it.&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough of my whining.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me by Simple Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to have fun,&lt;br /&gt;to go out with my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my dad's car &lt;br /&gt;I never thought he would find out&lt;br /&gt;But I crashed in a wall &lt;br /&gt;Man I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's no use,&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwing up every little thing&lt;br /&gt;I ever tried to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm born to lose&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me&lt;br /&gt;He CURSED me for eternity&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should pray for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down &lt;br /&gt;And you can't save me &lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in hell&lt;br /&gt;and I wanna go home,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had to study for this test&lt;br /&gt;I forgot and man I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;and now my brain is bursting out of, my head&lt;br /&gt;I can't think I can't breath&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's no use&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwing up &lt;br /&gt;Every little thing I ever tried to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm born to lose&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me&lt;br /&gt;He CURSED me for eternity&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should pray for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down &lt;br /&gt;And you can't save me &lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in hell&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what in the world&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;I never did anything to you&lt;br /&gt;So can't you find something else to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me&lt;br /&gt;He CURSED me for eternity&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should pray for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down &lt;br /&gt;And you can't save me &lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in hell and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home &lt;br /&gt;(God must hate me) x6&lt;br /&gt;You can't save me&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-1652474801987923060?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/1652474801987923060/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-6065042924459170762</id><published>2007-05-23T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T11:13:34.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble</title><content type='html'>We're not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;We all know that.&lt;br /&gt;And yet people tend to forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstanding of stands.&lt;br /&gt;Conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;Resentment.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Mess.&lt;br /&gt;We make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;We have different thinkings.&lt;br /&gt;Factors causing conflicts and trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Your mistakes, others mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Who to blame.&lt;br /&gt;Who will take the blame.&lt;br /&gt;When one push the blame to other and other pushes back.&lt;br /&gt;No one admit.&lt;br /&gt;Conflict occurs.&lt;br /&gt;We get to all sorts of trouble with all sorts of people.&lt;br /&gt;I do get into ALOT of trouble and they never stops.&lt;br /&gt;Shall talk about that later.&lt;br /&gt;Why not.&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand each other point and stand.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;For it will only make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;Compromise.&lt;br /&gt;Know this well.&lt;br /&gt;In life.&lt;br /&gt;You can never win all the way.&lt;br /&gt;You'll definately lose on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Learn this by heart.&lt;br /&gt;When both party are trying to make their stand and not trying to understand each other's point of view.&lt;br /&gt;Things won't solve.&lt;br /&gt;This is what i know.&lt;br /&gt;You'll know this if you understand my point that no one in this world is the same.&lt;br /&gt;They might be similar in a way or other.&lt;br /&gt;But definately not the same.&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of us are unique and special in our own ways.&lt;br /&gt;Understanding would be the first key.&lt;br /&gt;Compromising would be the second.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Its tough we all know.&lt;br /&gt;For who would not want things to go in their way.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;The reality is harsh and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;We got to know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay for myself today.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble trouble and more trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up with a OB lecturer at the lecture hall.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm gonna expect lots of trouble this time for i think i did a pretty good job critisizing her.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;She just pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;What to do.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be prepared for the upcoming battles with the course manager also.&lt;br /&gt;And my hair issue is taking its flight now.&lt;br /&gt;Thus i will too be expecting alot more trouble now.&lt;br /&gt;Battles, RIGHT ON!&lt;br /&gt;well well well.&lt;br /&gt;What to do.&lt;br /&gt;I've just got this 'voicing out' character.&lt;br /&gt;so be it.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care much now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;Went IKEA today.&lt;br /&gt;The place.&lt;br /&gt;The memories.&lt;br /&gt;Hangs there.&lt;br /&gt;Such beautiful scene.&lt;br /&gt;The old times.&lt;br /&gt;The good times.&lt;br /&gt;How mezmerizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;Hands down by Dashboard Confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in for luck,&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in so deep,&lt;br /&gt;This air is blessed,&lt;br /&gt;You share with me.&lt;br /&gt;This night is wild,&lt;br /&gt;So calm and dull,&lt;br /&gt;These hearts they race,&lt;br /&gt;From self control.&lt;br /&gt;Your legs are smooth,&lt;br /&gt;As they graze mine,&lt;br /&gt;We're doing fine,&lt;br /&gt;We're doing nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes are so high,&lt;br /&gt;That your kiss might kill me.&lt;br /&gt;So won't you kill me,&lt;br /&gt;So I die happy.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is yours to fill or burst,&lt;br /&gt;To break or bury,&lt;br /&gt;Or wear as jewelery,&lt;br /&gt;Which ever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words are hushed lets not get busted;&lt;br /&gt;Just lay entwined here, undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;Safe in here from all the stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey did you get some?"&lt;br /&gt;Man, that is so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...&lt;br /&gt;So we can get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.&lt;br /&gt;So won't you kill me, so I die happy.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is yours to fill or burst,&lt;br /&gt;To break or bury, or wear as jewelery,&lt;br /&gt;Which ever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,&lt;br /&gt;The dim of the soft lights,&lt;br /&gt;The scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers&lt;br /&gt;And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late&lt;br /&gt;And this walk that we shared together.&lt;br /&gt;The streets were wet&lt;br /&gt;And the gate was locked so I jumped it,&lt;br /&gt;And I let you in.&lt;br /&gt;And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist&lt;br /&gt;And you kissed me like you meant it.&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;That you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;That you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;And I knew,&lt;br /&gt;That you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;That you meant it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-6065042924459170762?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/6065042924459170762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=6065042924459170762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6065042924459170762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6065042924459170762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/trouble.html' title='Trouble'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-1368202685824228411</id><published>2007-05-22T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:53:04.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Memories.&lt;br /&gt;Something that will hang by you.&lt;br /&gt;In you head.&lt;br /&gt;And once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Unknowingly you'll take out and view the pictures you caught before.&lt;br /&gt;The accidents.&lt;br /&gt;The incidents.&lt;br /&gt;The past.&lt;br /&gt;The memories.&lt;br /&gt;Your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Your ex lovers.&lt;br /&gt;Your old friends.&lt;br /&gt;Your old you.&lt;br /&gt;Something that cannot come back.&lt;br /&gt;You store them inside.&lt;br /&gt;People yearn to turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;But the moment you yearn to turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;You regret your life.&lt;br /&gt;Why would you want to regret?&lt;br /&gt;In stead of wasting time thinking and pulled down by the past.&lt;br /&gt;Why not make it an effort to move on and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;People around would yearn for that for you as well i believe.&lt;br /&gt;We all have memories.&lt;br /&gt;But being pulled down by them and dragged down isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;Look into the future.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the bright side.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to let go.&lt;br /&gt;Time is constantly moving.&lt;br /&gt;So should we.&lt;br /&gt;But our memories still stay.&lt;br /&gt;Its alright to look back, but never turn back.&lt;br /&gt;Try to comprehand that yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the good times.&lt;br /&gt;All the bad times.&lt;br /&gt;We've all been through.&lt;br /&gt;I've been through my best times with my brothers my lovers.&lt;br /&gt;I've been through the worst with them as well.&lt;br /&gt;When i missed my Add maths paper, they were there for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;Now i dont regret missing it.&lt;br /&gt;For now i've found myself in a bunch of die-hard brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad of what i have.&lt;br /&gt;I don't deny i do regrets sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I used to regret missing my add maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;I used to regret doing some actions and making some decisions in life.&lt;br /&gt;But we gotta learn.&lt;br /&gt;To let go that is.&lt;br /&gt;Something every gotta learn.&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;Its alright to look back, but never turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most beautiful of everything lies in the memories.&lt;br /&gt;But relying too much on it will devour you."&lt;br /&gt;By Lucïlle™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-1368202685824228411?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/1368202685824228411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=1368202685824228411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/1368202685824228411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/1368202685824228411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-3893858050036928343</id><published>2007-05-21T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T10:55:19.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship:BGR</title><content type='html'>yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff startled and inspired me to have this topic.&lt;br /&gt;I posted on this topic before but this would be focusing on BGR yup.&lt;br /&gt;Puppy love.&lt;br /&gt;Spouse.&lt;br /&gt;Infatuations.&lt;br /&gt;Yups.&lt;br /&gt;More or less people of my age should have a r/s before i suppose so.&lt;br /&gt;Outcome?&lt;br /&gt;More to heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;Am i wrong to say that.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen and been through.&lt;br /&gt;Couple of minutes is enough to turn from smiles to frowns.&lt;br /&gt;Scary huh.&lt;br /&gt;So back to point.&lt;br /&gt;What do you want in a r/s.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;Devotion.&lt;br /&gt;Company.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Some only want sex in r/s.&lt;br /&gt;Those pitiful bastards.&lt;br /&gt;I despise.&lt;br /&gt;Taking advantage of other peoples' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Toying them.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Whats love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know it.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm still figuring that out.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you'll help me.&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;So think about it.&lt;br /&gt;What do you look for in a r/s.&lt;br /&gt;Go for it.&lt;br /&gt;If you think its right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say forever.&lt;br /&gt;Some say never.&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;To me personally.&lt;br /&gt;I find those sentence very childish and unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;For i'm a very logical and realistic person.&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe in never, forever and impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I use lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;'Til death do us apart'&lt;br /&gt;This is what people should use.&lt;br /&gt;But use wisely.&lt;br /&gt;Don't use it to cheat people.&lt;br /&gt;To lie.&lt;br /&gt;For its a very powerful phrase.&lt;br /&gt;Very meaningful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;So kids, stop catching rainbow and get a life alright.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to grow up and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;How people broke up.&lt;br /&gt;How people patch up.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;How torn people are.&lt;br /&gt;How hurt they are.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;How lovely they are.&lt;br /&gt;How devoted they are.&lt;br /&gt;I admit.&lt;br /&gt;I admire them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Some say.&lt;br /&gt;Love is a two bladed sword.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its true somehow.&lt;br /&gt;It can kill you.&lt;br /&gt;And it can help you and protect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say.&lt;br /&gt;Love is like an antique vase.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;But breaks easily.&lt;br /&gt;I object.&lt;br /&gt;For i believe.&lt;br /&gt;Yes its hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;But i believe that once its found.&lt;br /&gt;It will not break.&lt;br /&gt;For if its found.&lt;br /&gt;You'll protect it with whatever you have.&lt;br /&gt;Am i right to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, do some soul searching.&lt;br /&gt;Determine what do you yearn for in a r/s.&lt;br /&gt;Figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;To what extend are you willing to give up to give in.&lt;br /&gt;It would be how much do you love that someone you have.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it helps though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Personally.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what do i look for in a r/s.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;You dont need a reason to be in one.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Its your yearn for one.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i used to know everything.&lt;br /&gt;But i realised i know nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i used to have everything.&lt;br /&gt;But i realised i have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't deny.&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for a r/s.&lt;br /&gt;I don't deny.&lt;br /&gt;But then again.&lt;br /&gt;My experience tells me.&lt;br /&gt;Others are better off without me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;In r/s things won't go well for me.&lt;br /&gt;In addition of i have no idea what to look for in a r/s.&lt;br /&gt;I realise.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i would be better off alone.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;I fear r/s.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow its just something not for me.&lt;br /&gt;After so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a murderer.&lt;br /&gt;I killed someone.&lt;br /&gt;I killed myself.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Set me free.&lt;br /&gt;From this ugly humanity.&lt;br /&gt;For i doubt my existance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;I've posted this before.&lt;br /&gt;But this is different.&lt;br /&gt;Its dedicated to two person.&lt;br /&gt;Though i hope they know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;And you have my best wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Though i've wished you before.&lt;br /&gt;I hope for the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;All the best.&lt;br /&gt;Live well.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy. &lt;br /&gt;Stay happy. (=&lt;br /&gt;And actually.&lt;br /&gt;All the songs i post have a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;They are songs which describe my feelings best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your own disaster by Taking back sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think of this and me &lt;br /&gt;As just a few of the many things&lt;br /&gt;To lie around, &lt;br /&gt;To clutter up your shelves&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you weren't worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;Cause there are some things &lt;br /&gt;That I'd like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that you know&lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dare you to forget&lt;br /&gt;The marks you left across my neck&lt;br /&gt;From those nights when we were both found at our best&lt;br /&gt;Now I could make this obvious and you, &lt;br /&gt;You could deny me &lt;br /&gt;All in one breath&lt;br /&gt;You could shrug me off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that you know&lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that you know&lt;br /&gt;Said I don't think that you know&lt;br /&gt;Said I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me, it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me, it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;just forget me, it's that simple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-3893858050036928343?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/3893858050036928343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=3893858050036928343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/3893858050036928343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/3893858050036928343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/relationshipbgr.html' title='Relationship:BGR'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-3215538688643960285</id><published>2007-05-20T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:54:03.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatred</title><content type='html'>Hatred.&lt;br /&gt;Something every soul possesses.&lt;br /&gt;Detest.&lt;br /&gt;Hate.&lt;br /&gt;Distrust.&lt;br /&gt;All the different levels of hate.&lt;br /&gt;Its the reason why people fight.&lt;br /&gt;Why we have wars.&lt;br /&gt;And yet.&lt;br /&gt;Something we cant eradicate.&lt;br /&gt;Its imprinted into us.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Its sad.&lt;br /&gt;Its bad.&lt;br /&gt;But theres always anger management.&lt;br /&gt;How would you resolve your conflict.&lt;br /&gt;Violence?&lt;br /&gt;Reason out?&lt;br /&gt;Peace?&lt;br /&gt;Its been said.&lt;br /&gt;Violence cant solve anything.&lt;br /&gt;Yet its still commonly practiced.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i said human should not exist.&lt;br /&gt;When things could be resolved peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;They resort to such unforgiven solutions.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i pity myself being a human.&lt;br /&gt;A same being with those who kill and maim others.&lt;br /&gt;Such slaughter.&lt;br /&gt;Thus.&lt;br /&gt;I've taken a liking.&lt;br /&gt;To death.&lt;br /&gt;Of humans.&lt;br /&gt;Their death.&lt;br /&gt;I love.&lt;br /&gt;Its true.&lt;br /&gt;There are kind souls out there.&lt;br /&gt;But then.&lt;br /&gt;They still possess hatred.&lt;br /&gt;No one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Yet no one understand this point.&lt;br /&gt;I admit i don't as well.&lt;br /&gt;I despise people.&lt;br /&gt;People who make use of others to attain their wants and needs.&lt;br /&gt;People who despise others of their natural flaws like being handicap.&lt;br /&gt;People who thinking over highly of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;People who gives up easily.&lt;br /&gt;They shouldn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;They shouldn't be catagorized under 'human beings'&lt;br /&gt;And yet.&lt;br /&gt;We cant do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to point.&lt;br /&gt;How would you resolve your conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;Compromise?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;But how much are you willing to compromise.&lt;br /&gt;Peace talks?&lt;br /&gt;Its about the same as compromising.&lt;br /&gt;Theres a limit to it.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Its that limit that results in wars, fights and slaughtering.&lt;br /&gt;How do i resolve.&lt;br /&gt;Practically.&lt;br /&gt;I've got good temper.&lt;br /&gt;But i can get really nasty.&lt;br /&gt;I wont damage a person physically.&lt;br /&gt;I kill them mentally.&lt;br /&gt;For i see no point attacking people as it will only get yourself in more trouble and eventually the wounds will recover.&lt;br /&gt;Pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Possessing ability to maim their confidence.&lt;br /&gt;I make them despise themself.&lt;br /&gt;I make them wonder they they exist.&lt;br /&gt;I trample on their pride.&lt;br /&gt;I ruin their faith.&lt;br /&gt;And now someone is really getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;David.&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Of which i doubt you will.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions.&lt;br /&gt;For stepping on my tail will cost you everything.&lt;br /&gt;This is what i'm capable of.&lt;br /&gt;I might have a good temper.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;But what i'm capable of.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the limits.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty scary huh.&lt;br /&gt;Stray then.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your distance.&lt;br /&gt;So whats your say now.&lt;br /&gt;Resolving conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;Taking control of your anger, hatred.&lt;br /&gt;Ruin them. Ruin you.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;Easy said.&lt;br /&gt;Well said.&lt;br /&gt;But how many can attain.&lt;br /&gt;Saying and doing is two different story.&lt;br /&gt;Such bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I've become something i've always hated in someway.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what is becoming of me.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Even i myself have no idea of whats going on sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why am i thinking this way.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i behaving this way.&lt;br /&gt;I cant figure out.&lt;br /&gt;But what i know it.&lt;br /&gt;Everything i ever said.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;Theres a reason behind them.&lt;br /&gt;A purpose.&lt;br /&gt;To stir.&lt;br /&gt;To calm.&lt;br /&gt;To stray.&lt;br /&gt;To remove.&lt;br /&gt;Who am i now.&lt;br /&gt;What am i now.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;I have become something i've always hated by Saosin.&lt;br /&gt;Holy eyes bring back one &lt;br /&gt;Never if you only trust your separation &lt;br /&gt;I believe and then &lt;br /&gt;I'll try to give in &lt;br /&gt;Is one fall already bad? &lt;br /&gt;Seems far, but it's true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever told you that &lt;br /&gt;We will find a way to be this way &lt;br /&gt;It's true, whoever told you that &lt;br /&gt;Its fine to walk right outta control &lt;br /&gt;It's true, whoever told you that &lt;br /&gt;Thats fine I hope the best for you &lt;br /&gt;It's true, whoever told you that &lt;br /&gt;We try the best to be the best but look what you've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are respiratory &lt;br /&gt;We take violence in stride &lt;br /&gt;We are respiratory &lt;br /&gt;We are never to fall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the only story, intriguing myth &lt;br /&gt;We told it twice before and I &lt;br /&gt;I believe and then &lt;br /&gt;I'll try to give in &lt;br /&gt;We owe the attention for &lt;br /&gt;Seems far, but it's true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever told you that &lt;br /&gt;We will find a way to be this way &lt;br /&gt;It's true, whoever told you that &lt;br /&gt;Its fine to walk right outta control &lt;br /&gt;It's true, whoever told you that &lt;br /&gt;Thats fine I hope the best for you &lt;br /&gt;It's true, whoever told you that &lt;br /&gt;We try the best to be the best but look what you've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are respiratory &lt;br /&gt;We take violence in stride &lt;br /&gt;We are respiratory &lt;br /&gt;We are never to fall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-3215538688643960285?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/3215538688643960285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-4780461676615183053</id><published>2007-05-19T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:15:44.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so introvert when it comes to life death stuff and extrovert when it comes to any other things.&lt;br /&gt;So perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the motivation.&lt;br /&gt;To live well and keep alive.&lt;br /&gt;Motivation.&lt;br /&gt;A force that will allow any humans to push themself.&lt;br /&gt;Something that can only be felt.&lt;br /&gt;and known.&lt;br /&gt;For you to study.&lt;br /&gt;For you to rest.&lt;br /&gt;For you to stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;And to live.&lt;br /&gt;Your families.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Your responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Their importance.&lt;br /&gt;Your presence.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you studying.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you living.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you want to attain something.&lt;br /&gt;A goal.&lt;br /&gt;A dream.&lt;br /&gt;Or something you cant let go.&lt;br /&gt;Something that is holding you back and keeps you on the run.&lt;br /&gt;Different people got different views and perception.&lt;br /&gt;Whats yours.&lt;br /&gt;Whats mine.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Nothings holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing i cant let go.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i've come to a realization.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i'm too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;So complicated that sometimes i wonder what i am.&lt;br /&gt;Who i am.&lt;br /&gt;Thus i will not expect anyone to comprehand this.&lt;br /&gt;And i will not allow anyone to.&lt;br /&gt;For the existance of holding me back will not appear.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got their life.&lt;br /&gt;Yet its affected and affecting others.&lt;br /&gt;How amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Independence.&lt;br /&gt;No human could live on their own.&lt;br /&gt;But what i believe.&lt;br /&gt;Impossible is just an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse to run away.&lt;br /&gt;Its true isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;For nothing is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;For there is an end to every beggining.&lt;br /&gt;But the end is the begginging of another.&lt;br /&gt;The beggining is also the end of the other.&lt;br /&gt;How amazing things can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've come to a conclusion myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm this way because i lack of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;Purpose.&lt;br /&gt;And any other things to keep anyone going.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its my can't be bothered attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Bothering too much will be so troublesome at times.&lt;br /&gt;Why bother.&lt;br /&gt;Like i said.&lt;br /&gt;Being a burden is not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;Avoidence is always a better way out for me.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse you might say it.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm moulded this way.&lt;br /&gt;Such tuning. &lt;br /&gt;I love.&lt;br /&gt;Being frank.&lt;br /&gt;Why would someone else be a burden of the other.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point.&lt;br /&gt;To cause them have more things to worry for.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I cant see.&lt;br /&gt;I cant perceive.&lt;br /&gt;This is my perception perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;For i know.&lt;br /&gt;What is tomorrow never come theory.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps thats what made me.&lt;br /&gt;Like i said.&lt;br /&gt;We never know when we'll die.&lt;br /&gt;Accidents and stuff are unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;Having so many things to worry for and having to many people worrying for you.&lt;br /&gt;And you die the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point.&lt;br /&gt;I cant perceive.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps someone would enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the point trying so hard to live when you will die eventually.&lt;br /&gt;I believed.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're not a burden or pillar to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Your death doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Plus.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you die.&lt;br /&gt;The world continues turning.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stops.&lt;br /&gt;The clock ticks on.&lt;br /&gt;People move on.&lt;br /&gt;You move on.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually.&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;How amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Such contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;How profound.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:&lt;br /&gt;Things are better this way.&lt;br /&gt;Smoother sail for you.&lt;br /&gt;What you claimed.&lt;br /&gt;What i claimed.&lt;br /&gt;I believed mine.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sure of it now.&lt;br /&gt;Things are easier for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional.&lt;br /&gt;Hope dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;Like slow spinning redemption&lt;br /&gt;Winding in and winding out&lt;br /&gt;The shine of it has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And roped me in&lt;br /&gt;So, mesmerizing, so hypnotizing, &lt;br /&gt;I am captivated, I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;Swear I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So clear&lt;br /&gt;Like the diamond in your ring&lt;br /&gt;Cut to mirror your intention&lt;br /&gt;Oversized and overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;The shine of which has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;And rendered me&lt;br /&gt;So isolated, so motivated&lt;br /&gt;I am certain now that I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;Swear I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So turn&lt;br /&gt;up the corners of your lips&lt;br /&gt;Part them and feel my finger tips&lt;br /&gt;Trace the moment for forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defense is paper thin&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch and I'll be in&lt;br /&gt;Too deep now to ever swim against the current&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip against the current&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away &lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;Swear I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hope&lt;br /&gt;dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;Like slow spinning redemption...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-4780461676615183053?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-7591191842796363616</id><published>2007-05-17T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:31:50.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstacles</title><content type='html'>No life is smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;The storm.&lt;br /&gt;The rain.&lt;br /&gt;The unexpected disasters.&lt;br /&gt;Stepping stones in life.&lt;br /&gt;The obstacles who will get in your way.&lt;br /&gt;Give up.&lt;br /&gt;Look for other way.&lt;br /&gt;Or overcome.&lt;br /&gt;What will be your decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps different situations different solutions?&lt;br /&gt;Possible.&lt;br /&gt;But lets talk generally.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of person you think you are.&lt;br /&gt;Do you face problems head on.&lt;br /&gt;Or would you just run away.&lt;br /&gt;When problems occur.&lt;br /&gt;You would turn to something else.&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to face the problem.&lt;br /&gt;How do you do it.&lt;br /&gt;do you just rush into things?&lt;br /&gt;just desperately wanna get it over and done with? &lt;br /&gt;its not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;just tat perhaps the results wouldn't turn out the way you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Of cause.&lt;br /&gt;who would not want that to happen right.&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard.&lt;br /&gt;To just think of all the possible solutions and apply the most applicable one.&lt;br /&gt;I understand there are situations where you have time restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;Yes at that point of time your wouldn't have much choice.  &lt;br /&gt;No one would blame you.&lt;br /&gt;Those who will.&lt;br /&gt;Are people who are not understanding and wishes to push the blame to someone else's.&lt;br /&gt;how pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;Dont give up.&lt;br /&gt;Perservere.&lt;br /&gt;Stay put.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on.&lt;br /&gt;After every rain comes a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;After every catastrophe comes a paradise.&lt;br /&gt;You give some you take some.&lt;br /&gt;Look on the bright side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ytd i was interviewing some of my friends regarding their purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;I found out something.&lt;br /&gt;Its impossible to live a life without purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I take back my words.&lt;br /&gt;Those who are without 'purpose'.&lt;br /&gt;Their purpose in life is to look for 'purpose in life'&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get what i mean though.&lt;br /&gt;A little complicated but i'm sure you can comprehand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;I still don't get it what human beings exist on earth itself.&lt;br /&gt;For earth has no need for them.&lt;br /&gt;For we are nothing but disaster.&lt;br /&gt;For we only cause destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a request.&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind sending me an email answering couple of questions.&lt;br /&gt;-Whats your purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;-Why do human exist in this world. Whats your say.&lt;br /&gt;-What do you fear&lt;br /&gt;-Anything you wish to say to me regarding anything, your thoughts and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Your information would be kept confidential.&lt;br /&gt;You have my words.&lt;br /&gt;My email.&lt;br /&gt;lucille89_@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;Thanks a million.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;The Last Song. By All American Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;This may be the last thing that I write for long&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me smiling when I sing this song?&lt;br /&gt;For you and only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I leave will you be someone to say good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;As I leave will you be someone to wipe your eye?&lt;br /&gt;My foot is out the door and you can't stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted the best&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me&lt;br /&gt;Will you give it back?&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;When there's no more room to make it grow&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;You'll pretend you're naive&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you need?&lt;br /&gt;How you end up? Let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hearts start breaking as the year is gone&lt;br /&gt;The dream's beginning and the time rolls on&lt;br /&gt;It seems so surreal &lt;br /&gt;And now I sing it&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that it would be this way&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that it would slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;Now I am gone&lt;br /&gt;Just try and stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted the best&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me&lt;br /&gt;Will you give it back?&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;When there's no more room to make it grow&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;You'll pretend you're naive&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you need?&lt;br /&gt;How you end up? Let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you need me now&lt;br /&gt;You'll find a way somehow&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I want it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-7591191842796363616?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-4812544914868627423</id><published>2007-05-15T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:23:57.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception</title><content type='html'>Perception.&lt;br /&gt;Is a process of which we define or interpret something or someone.&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of us define things differently.&lt;br /&gt;From each and every angle we see everything.&lt;br /&gt;We get a different output.&lt;br /&gt;The sides.&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;What do you see life as.&lt;br /&gt;A journey.&lt;br /&gt;A begginning.&lt;br /&gt;An End.&lt;br /&gt;Theres no right.&lt;br /&gt;There no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You have your own right.&lt;br /&gt;To live your life.&lt;br /&gt;For you're solely responsible for the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;And you're accounted for the input.&lt;br /&gt;And of cause with interferences.&lt;br /&gt;External factors to be considered.&lt;br /&gt;To be affected or not.&lt;br /&gt;Its still within your choice.&lt;br /&gt;For me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;For the barrier is not something anyone could possibly understand.&lt;br /&gt;Not something any living soul can comprehand.&lt;br /&gt;Thus no one will be able to determine the antidote and break it and affect.&lt;br /&gt;And i will not allow it.&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;Death.&lt;br /&gt;Its just a thin line.&lt;br /&gt;Truth.&lt;br /&gt;Lies.&lt;br /&gt;Blurred line.&lt;br /&gt;How would you define them.&lt;br /&gt;How would you perceive it.&lt;br /&gt;A murderer.&lt;br /&gt;What do you see him as.&lt;br /&gt;But what if he kill to save someone else importannt.&lt;br /&gt;Would your perception change.&lt;br /&gt;But the result is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;He is still a murderer.&lt;br /&gt;My point.&lt;br /&gt;There are times.&lt;br /&gt;Where right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Are self defined.&lt;br /&gt;Some think you're right.&lt;br /&gt;Some think you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But who has the final say.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;This uproar is getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;If this ain't going to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprise if i  post about critisizing christianity.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprise if i post something real nasty.&lt;br /&gt;For don't doubt my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're so smart.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just get a life and stop commenting about what i'm doing with my life.&lt;br /&gt;No one asked you to comment on my life.&lt;br /&gt;Who gave you the right.&lt;br /&gt;I don't sympathy myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud.&lt;br /&gt;So stop getting on my nerves and stepping on my head.&lt;br /&gt;Before i go nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;For i can no longer see the purpose of saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing and being kept in dark makes no difference.&lt;br /&gt;The hopes are lost.&lt;br /&gt;Long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Decisions are made.&lt;br /&gt;Stands are decided.&lt;br /&gt;He's dead.&lt;br /&gt;He once said.&lt;br /&gt;He's gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is what he meant.&lt;br /&gt;Into the oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;We have no idea what has become of him.&lt;br /&gt;Neither do i.&lt;br /&gt;But this is reality.&lt;br /&gt;Facing the harsh reality is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared for the hardest possible damage.&lt;br /&gt;Is what he is learning.&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming everything.&lt;br /&gt;The final level.&lt;br /&gt;Death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-4812544914868627423?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/4812544914868627423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-1456040971514156914</id><published>2007-05-14T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:25:02.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change: Me</title><content type='html'>Environment change.&lt;br /&gt;People adapt.&lt;br /&gt;I adapt.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;People grow.&lt;br /&gt;I grow.&lt;br /&gt;I age.&lt;br /&gt;I die.&lt;br /&gt;The cycle.&lt;br /&gt;Peer.&lt;br /&gt;Environment.&lt;br /&gt;Not missing out the most important component.&lt;br /&gt;Time.&lt;br /&gt;The ingredients for change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;I've change.&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;But for what i know.&lt;br /&gt;I dont.&lt;br /&gt;I would argue.&lt;br /&gt;This is my inner self.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who has been sleeping for ages.&lt;br /&gt;Comparing me.&lt;br /&gt;Who have lose motivation to live.&lt;br /&gt;Those are people stuck with things they cant let go.&lt;br /&gt;But for me.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And someone out there struggling to live.&lt;br /&gt;How childish.&lt;br /&gt;Why not compare yourself with the natives.&lt;br /&gt;Eat tree barks and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Pitiful comments.&lt;br /&gt;I sympathise.&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to escape death.&lt;br /&gt;Such futile actions.&lt;br /&gt;Effortless tries.&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid you might call me.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;For i know it myself i am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to portray myself.&lt;br /&gt;As someone.&lt;br /&gt;Who is simple.&lt;br /&gt;Ra-ra type.&lt;br /&gt;But who dares claim.&lt;br /&gt;To claim to know me.&lt;br /&gt;Well and inside out.&lt;br /&gt;Who dare.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt there is any.&lt;br /&gt;For i know i am far more complicated that your brain can ever comprehand.&lt;br /&gt;All the thoughts running across my head.&lt;br /&gt;All the things i perceive differently.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what i'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what i know.&lt;br /&gt;No one does.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm normal.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like another being.&lt;br /&gt;Something which shed its skin and reborn.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is living by the harshest reality possible.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who has attain a new level of realization of life and death.&lt;br /&gt;Split personality perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;Scary huh.&lt;br /&gt;Special perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;So don't doubt my actions.&lt;br /&gt;Regret is something i wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother teaching me.&lt;br /&gt;For i will not learn.&lt;br /&gt;Fear me.&lt;br /&gt;Detest me.&lt;br /&gt;Hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Forsake me.&lt;br /&gt;For i'm the fallen one myself.&lt;br /&gt;But mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what has become of me.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be a burden to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div 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Me'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-4700262010941155959</id><published>2007-05-13T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T09:51:07.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pupose</title><content type='html'>Theres a purpose to everything.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do.&lt;br /&gt;Everything we do.&lt;br /&gt;For fun.&lt;br /&gt;For thrill.&lt;br /&gt;For exitement.&lt;br /&gt;For trust.&lt;br /&gt;Theres a purpose for everything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;Everything exist and occur for a reason, a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;It keeps the world going.&lt;br /&gt;Whats your purpose of living.&lt;br /&gt;Whats their purpose in doing whatever thing.&lt;br /&gt;Questions.&lt;br /&gt;Why are we living.&lt;br /&gt;Why do things turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we hate.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we love.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you even exist.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still living.&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you dead.&lt;br /&gt;Why are other people living.&lt;br /&gt;Some live for fun.&lt;br /&gt;Some live for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Some live for love.&lt;br /&gt;Some live for responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Some live for hate.&lt;br /&gt;For me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here cause i'm unable to die.&lt;br /&gt;For which i yearn for.&lt;br /&gt;Thus i am here unable to give a damn to anything thing.&lt;br /&gt;So don't try me.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;Purpose.&lt;br /&gt;There are people who do things purely for the sake of helping.&lt;br /&gt;While some do for the sake of other sly purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Example.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the purpose of showing god helped some people to make big bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Its obvious thats to convince them to donate more.&lt;br /&gt;As if god really exist.&lt;br /&gt;People will donate willingly.&lt;br /&gt;Without even showing to the members and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Sly.&lt;br /&gt;I despise.&lt;br /&gt;I hate.&lt;br /&gt;pitiful, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone do something for a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Its surface or beneath.&lt;br /&gt;You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i'm jailed.&lt;br /&gt;My mindset wouldn't change.&lt;br /&gt;My way of life wouldn't move.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm numb.&lt;br /&gt;For this is who i am.&lt;br /&gt;Effortless Tries.&lt;br /&gt;How wasteful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;The Innocent by Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;The start of armageddon &lt;br /&gt;It was just another day &lt;br /&gt;We all saw the news, nothing to say &lt;br /&gt;So many friends are missing &lt;br /&gt;And family members gone &lt;br /&gt;So we all pray that god help them be strong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we stand together &lt;br /&gt;Remembering that day &lt;br /&gt;The lives we live will never be the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we don't know why &lt;br /&gt;The innocent die &lt;br /&gt;Will this world ever find a way to change? &lt;br /&gt;And we don't know why &lt;br /&gt;But we know it's not right &lt;br /&gt;Don't know why so many had to die &lt;br /&gt;Don't know why so many had to die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate is turn to others &lt;br /&gt;For their religion or their skin &lt;br /&gt;But hate can't solve the problem it began &lt;br /&gt;Everyone is angry &lt;br /&gt;People are afraid &lt;br /&gt;No one knows what decisions will be made &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we don't know why &lt;br /&gt;The innocent die &lt;br /&gt;Will this world ever find a way to change? &lt;br /&gt;And we don't know why &lt;br /&gt;But we know it's not right &lt;br /&gt;Don't know why so many had to die &lt;br /&gt;Don't know why so many had to die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we don't know why (don't know why) &lt;br /&gt;The innocent die (don't know why) &lt;br /&gt;Will this world ever find a way to change? &lt;br /&gt;And we don't know why (don't know why) &lt;br /&gt;But we know it's not right (don't know why) &lt;br /&gt;Will any of us ever be the same &lt;br /&gt;Will any of this ever be the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why &lt;br /&gt;The innocent die &lt;br /&gt;Will any of us ever be the same &lt;br /&gt;Will any of this ever be the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-4700262010941155959?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/4700262010941155959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=4700262010941155959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4700262010941155959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4700262010941155959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/pupose.html' title='Pupose'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-4986174759968713384</id><published>2007-05-11T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:23:18.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;The self defined unseen.&lt;br /&gt;Self-defined.&lt;br /&gt;Definately.&lt;br /&gt;Someone can be happy without money and with loyal friends.&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can be happy being a fuck rich ass without friends.&lt;br /&gt;They can be equally happy.&lt;br /&gt;But geared with different equipment.&lt;br /&gt;Its what you want vs what you need.&lt;br /&gt;Detemine your path of life.&lt;br /&gt;Determine your goals.&lt;br /&gt;Determine your wants.&lt;br /&gt;Determine your needs.&lt;br /&gt;Determine your worth.&lt;br /&gt;Determine your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Which way would you pick.&lt;br /&gt;What life would you want.&lt;br /&gt;Which path would you head.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions.&lt;br /&gt;How magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:&lt;br /&gt;I'm so obsessed with death now.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;How i will die.&lt;br /&gt;What comes after next.&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;Consumed by curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for post.&lt;br /&gt;The Last Song by The All-American Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;This may be the last thing that I write for long&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me smiling when I sing this song?&lt;br /&gt;For you and only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I leave will you be someone to say good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;As I leave will you be someone to wipe your eye?&lt;br /&gt;My foot is out the door and you can't stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted the best&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me&lt;br /&gt;Will you give it back?&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;When there's no more room to make it grow&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;You'll pretend you're naive&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you need?&lt;br /&gt;How you end up? Let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hearts start breaking as the year is gone&lt;br /&gt;The dream's beginning and the time rolls on&lt;br /&gt;It seems so surreal &lt;br /&gt;And now I sing it&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that it would be this way&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that it would slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;Now I am gone&lt;br /&gt;Just try and stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted the best&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me&lt;br /&gt;Will you give it back?&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;When there's no more room to make it grow&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;You'll pretend you're naive&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you need?&lt;br /&gt;How you end up? Let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you need me now&lt;br /&gt;You'll find a way somehow&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I want it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go remember all the simple things you know&lt;br /&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope&lt;br /&gt;That you will miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-4986174759968713384?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/4986174759968713384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=4986174759968713384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4986174759968713384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4986174759968713384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-7136090527911037351</id><published>2007-05-10T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:25:54.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belief</title><content type='html'>Be warned.&lt;br /&gt;This post might trigger your anger.&lt;br /&gt;But there ain't anything you can do.&lt;br /&gt;For this is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Leave if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;This post would be more of my own perception.&lt;br /&gt;No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belief.&lt;br /&gt;There are many beliefs in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Christianity, Buddism and others.&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe its existance.&lt;br /&gt;It. No he. No she or 'You' But IT.&lt;br /&gt;For its non existance.&lt;br /&gt;God is just something.&lt;br /&gt;Something for the light hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Something to motivate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;For those who are not confident in their capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;For those weak hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Weaklings.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you an example.&lt;br /&gt;When the person does badly in his exam.&lt;br /&gt;He pray to 'god'.&lt;br /&gt;For he knows that 'god' will assist him.&lt;br /&gt;He will motivate himself.&lt;br /&gt;He will work hard.&lt;br /&gt;He will study.&lt;br /&gt;Thus he will do better.&lt;br /&gt;Then this would be the deception of the perception.&lt;br /&gt;For those light and weak hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Illusions. Deception.&lt;br /&gt;How ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to take note of.&lt;br /&gt;If people were to really to believe in god.&lt;br /&gt;Would people be forced to ask people to join them.&lt;br /&gt;Example.&lt;br /&gt;City Harvest Church 'people' are actually given a quota to 'recruit' new members.&lt;br /&gt;If you're really good.&lt;br /&gt;Is there a need for that.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;I despise.&lt;br /&gt;Allowing something which doesn't exist to control your life.&lt;br /&gt;Be ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;The corrupted ones.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly humans.&lt;br /&gt;Loathsome belief.&lt;br /&gt;Foul beings.&lt;br /&gt;The fallen ones.&lt;br /&gt;Blinded souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i believe.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in my capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in luck. Not miracles.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in coincidence. Not fate.&lt;br /&gt;For in the end.&lt;br /&gt;You are accounted for your life.&lt;br /&gt;You take charge of your decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Not them.&lt;br /&gt;Not it.&lt;br /&gt;Its you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for this post.&lt;br /&gt;Zombie by The Cranberries.&lt;br /&gt;Another head hangs lowly, &lt;br /&gt;Child is slowly taken. &lt;br /&gt;And the violence caused such silence, &lt;br /&gt;Who are we mistaken? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see, it's not me, it's not my family. &lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head they are fighting, &lt;br /&gt;With their tanks and their bombs, &lt;br /&gt;And their bombs and their guns. &lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head, they are crying... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head, &lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie, &lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, &lt;br /&gt;In your head, &lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie? &lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another mother's breakin', &lt;br /&gt;Heart is taking over. &lt;br /&gt;When the violence causes silence, &lt;br /&gt;We must be mistaken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen. &lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head they're still fighting, &lt;br /&gt;With their tanks and their bombs, &lt;br /&gt;And their bombs and their guns. &lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head, they are dying... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head, &lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie, &lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, &lt;br /&gt;In your head, &lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie? &lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-7136090527911037351?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/7136090527911037351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=7136090527911037351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/7136090527911037351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/7136090527911037351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/belief.html' title='Belief'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-8570941945005502106</id><published>2007-05-09T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:27:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairness</title><content type='html'>Fairness&lt;br /&gt;Fairness definition taken from www.dictionary.com&lt;br /&gt;- free from bias, dishonesty, or injustice: a fair decision; a fair judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Whats fair in this world.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what decisions you make.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what route you take.&lt;br /&gt;It might be fair for one.&lt;br /&gt;Will it be fair for all.&lt;br /&gt;In your stand.&lt;br /&gt;You might think its fair.&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever put yourself in others shoe.&lt;br /&gt;How would others felt.&lt;br /&gt;How would others think.&lt;br /&gt;How would you hurt the others.&lt;br /&gt;How would you benefit.&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice. &lt;br /&gt;Not fairness.&lt;br /&gt;Self satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Greed.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Human nature.&lt;br /&gt;Theres no complete fairness in this world.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe in you reap what you sow.&lt;br /&gt;If it exist.&lt;br /&gt;Good people won’t die early.&lt;br /&gt;Bad people won’t go Scott-free.&lt;br /&gt;So whats it gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said.&lt;br /&gt;You take some.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely gotta give some.&lt;br /&gt;A price to pay for another.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the cycle no one could escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is fairness in this world.&lt;br /&gt;People would be born equally.&lt;br /&gt;People would be treated equally.&lt;br /&gt;There wouldn’t be discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;People will not hurt others.&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;Physically.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally.&lt;br /&gt;Wars won’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;Quarrel won’t occurs.&lt;br /&gt;Fights will cease.&lt;br /&gt;Hatred will not be inside the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;So one day.&lt;br /&gt;Before you say you’re fair.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Before saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;For words are like water.&lt;br /&gt;You can’t possibly take them back once done.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for this post.&lt;br /&gt;Your Own Disaster by Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Just think of this and me &lt;br /&gt;As just a few of the many things&lt;br /&gt;To lie around, &lt;br /&gt;To clutter up your shelves&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you weren't worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;Cause there are some things &lt;br /&gt;That I'd like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that you know&lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dare you to forget&lt;br /&gt;The marks you left across my neck&lt;br /&gt;From those nights when we were both found at our best&lt;br /&gt;Now I could make this obvious and you, &lt;br /&gt;You could deny me &lt;br /&gt;All in one breath&lt;br /&gt;You could shrug me off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that you know&lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that you know&lt;br /&gt;Said I don't think that you know&lt;br /&gt;Said I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;What you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;Hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;it's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;it's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;it's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me, it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me, it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;it's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;it's the weekend&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;(no I don't think that you know &lt;br /&gt;what you've been missing)&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;hey lush, have fun&lt;br /&gt;[forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;[just forget me it's that simple]&lt;br /&gt;just forget me, it's that simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: &lt;br /&gt;I miss.&lt;br /&gt;The Subby.&lt;br /&gt;The Cookies.&lt;br /&gt;The Hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;The Puppies.&lt;br /&gt;The Long Walk.&lt;br /&gt;My Indecent Obsession.&lt;br /&gt;Death.&lt;br /&gt;Uncomprehendable Living Worth.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-8570941945005502106?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/8570941945005502106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=8570941945005502106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8570941945005502106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8570941945005502106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/fairness.html' title='Fairness'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-4662767431365661163</id><published>2007-05-05T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:17:02.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>First things first.&lt;br /&gt;A very sincere apology for not blogging recently.&lt;br /&gt;Been really busy with ELF, School and Genki.&lt;br /&gt;Averaging out only about 4 hours sleep per day.&lt;br /&gt;So bear with me alright.&lt;br /&gt;My bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway topic I’m gonna talk about would be death.&lt;br /&gt;Something inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;Something we cant reject nor resist.&lt;br /&gt;Something we’ll definitely end up.&lt;br /&gt;And go through.&lt;br /&gt;Since you’ll definitely going to face the music.&lt;br /&gt;Why fear it.&lt;br /&gt;Face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows when you’ll die.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I’ll die tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps next year.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t know.&lt;br /&gt;So do you.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows when will you die.&lt;br /&gt;Some does though.&lt;br /&gt;Those who contracted terminal diseases.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about that later.&lt;br /&gt;For now lets keep to those who don’t know when they’ll go.&lt;br /&gt;When, where, how will we die.&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;Why bother anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Since you have no idea when would you die.&lt;br /&gt;I bet no one would want to die with regrets right.&lt;br /&gt;You  would like to do something you always wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;To confess.&lt;br /&gt;To be loved.&lt;br /&gt;To love.&lt;br /&gt;To be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Theres hell lot of stuff in your ‘life to-do’ list isn’t it.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you hesitating.&lt;br /&gt;Whats keeping you back.&lt;br /&gt;Fear?&lt;br /&gt;The fear of rejection?&lt;br /&gt;The fear of failing?&lt;br /&gt;Its all about risking.&lt;br /&gt;I said before.&lt;br /&gt;Life is about risking isn’t it.&lt;br /&gt;You win some.&lt;br /&gt;You lose some.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the way of life.&lt;br /&gt;Be it you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;That’s how things gotta be for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;So whats the conclusion I ask.&lt;br /&gt;You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up next.&lt;br /&gt;For those who know when they’ll die.&lt;br /&gt;Terminal disease.&lt;br /&gt;The common cause.&lt;br /&gt;Its scary to know when you will die.&lt;br /&gt;For those who don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Try.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard.&lt;br /&gt;But its harder for them.&lt;br /&gt;Living yet knowing your life is ending.&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine it myself.&lt;br /&gt;But for what I know.&lt;br /&gt;I would live my life to the fullest ever.&lt;br /&gt;I would do everything I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;Whats your case.&lt;br /&gt;Whats your decision.&lt;br /&gt;Would you waste your life away.&lt;br /&gt;Probing about your upcoming death.&lt;br /&gt;Or would you live it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Its your life.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;I have no say.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song for you people.&lt;br /&gt;Meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of Perfect by Armor For Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Can I just be something&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in your room&lt;br /&gt;that you won't notice&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'll be paper&lt;br /&gt;or books thrown on your floor&lt;br /&gt;move me when you want to&lt;br /&gt;I'll live where you put me&lt;br /&gt;in your vcr&lt;br /&gt;if I become a cassete&lt;br /&gt;or on top of your computer&lt;br /&gt;if that's where I would fit&lt;br /&gt;then so be it&lt;br /&gt;but things can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;all the time that I know&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;br /&gt;I will not say one word&lt;br /&gt;I'll just hang around&lt;br /&gt;I won't annoy you at all&lt;br /&gt;when you move out I'll stay&lt;br /&gt;until I'm thrown away&lt;br /&gt;but then it won't matter&lt;br /&gt;but things can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;all the time that I know&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;br /&gt;Because things cant be perfect &lt;br /&gt;all the time, that I know&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;br /&gt;I promise to start now (to stop now)&lt;br /&gt;I promise to start now (to stop now)&lt;br /&gt;but things cant be perfect&lt;br /&gt;All the time that I know&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;br /&gt;things cant be perfect &lt;br /&gt;all the time that i know&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;br /&gt;letting go is my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-4662767431365661163?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/4662767431365661163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=4662767431365661163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4662767431365661163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4662767431365661163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/05/death_05.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-7122183796300147194</id><published>2007-04-25T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T02:35:06.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>This post would be something personal yup.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I’ve been thinking deeply myself.&lt;br /&gt;Of what I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;Whats my purpose of living.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realize.&lt;br /&gt;How cruel humans are.&lt;br /&gt;Cruel til the point they shouldn’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t figure out whats my life for.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I living.&lt;br /&gt;Here typing.&lt;br /&gt;Then I finally came to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;I am here and alive.&lt;br /&gt;Is because I’m unable to die.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve come to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey.&lt;br /&gt;A journey to death.&lt;br /&gt;I believe death.&lt;br /&gt;Is the end and yet the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I know now.&lt;br /&gt;The reason I’m alive.&lt;br /&gt;Something don’t exist and occur for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Human exist to ruin our motherland.&lt;br /&gt;We hate we kill we ruin.&lt;br /&gt;We all should just die.&lt;br /&gt;So do i.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t care much about my life now.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I would just die.&lt;br /&gt;It won’t be surprising.&lt;br /&gt;From young.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always thought about death.&lt;br /&gt;How people die.&lt;br /&gt;Why people die.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve thought many reasons and ways.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I wished I would just got a cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Or got into a accident.&lt;br /&gt;Or just happened to die.&lt;br /&gt;I realize this now.&lt;br /&gt;Mankind.&lt;br /&gt;Human.&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;Should be eradicated.&lt;br /&gt;Motherland shouldn’t be tolerating us.&lt;br /&gt;We made others suffer.&lt;br /&gt;We caused death.&lt;br /&gt;We create sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I am death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wish to die leaving many unsaid words in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we don’t know when we’ll die.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually you will.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t depend on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t be a burden to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Live well.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn&lt;br /&gt;We might drawn distances.&lt;br /&gt;But we know our heart is here.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know.&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside you’re still my brother.&lt;br /&gt;For life and I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;WS.&lt;br /&gt;My past.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;I’m grateful.&lt;br /&gt;For everything.&lt;br /&gt;For anything.&lt;br /&gt;In life.&lt;br /&gt;There are unpredictable things.&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable death.&lt;br /&gt;Unvoiced accidents.&lt;br /&gt;Parts and parcels of life.&lt;br /&gt;I really did loved you a lot once.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;It swayed.&lt;br /&gt;It went.&lt;br /&gt;It flew.&lt;br /&gt;My bad.&lt;br /&gt;Live well.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish what you have.&lt;br /&gt;Life’s a learning journey.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be drag down by past.&lt;br /&gt;They will only consume you.&lt;br /&gt;And J.&lt;br /&gt;Memories will hang by me.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t forget.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t look back.&lt;br /&gt;All the best and sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I might made a lot assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;You might claimed that those are made by me.&lt;br /&gt;No evidence.&lt;br /&gt;Hear this.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a very observant person.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think or react someway or another.&lt;br /&gt;For no reason.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t blame you.&lt;br /&gt;Nor anyone.&lt;br /&gt;But myself.&lt;br /&gt;Mistaken is what I would call.&lt;br /&gt;Misled would what it would be.&lt;br /&gt;Smile and don’t frown.&lt;br /&gt;Grow old easily.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Memories.&lt;br /&gt;Pubs sessions.&lt;br /&gt;They’re great.&lt;br /&gt;We might not really know each other for long.&lt;br /&gt;But we cherish one another we know it.&lt;br /&gt;But just that we don’t say it.&lt;br /&gt;Now I will.&lt;br /&gt;Life’s unpredictable ya.&lt;br /&gt;All those running from tutorials and lectures were memorable.&lt;br /&gt;All the ‘xia lan-ness’ talks.&lt;br /&gt;Prata sessions are unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;Smoking period.&lt;br /&gt;We smiled we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;We frowned.&lt;br /&gt;But we’re bonded.&lt;br /&gt;YQ.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t betray my trust.&lt;br /&gt;I might not know whats going on exactly.&lt;br /&gt;But at least roughly.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t blame anyone.&lt;br /&gt;All I ask for is frankness.&lt;br /&gt;Theres no need to lie at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;Mutual trust between us yea.&lt;br /&gt;I might forgive you once.&lt;br /&gt;Twice.&lt;br /&gt;But I cant guarantee you how many more times.&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;I hoped you do to me.&lt;br /&gt;We’re closer then any couples remember?&lt;br /&gt;If you realized I don’t really care about that debt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Jokes.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a gay by the way.&lt;br /&gt;All the best.&lt;br /&gt;I would die for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I would lay my life down for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;In your place.&lt;br /&gt;If things were to happen.&lt;br /&gt;J.&lt;br /&gt;YQ.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;WS.&lt;br /&gt;Chris.&lt;br /&gt;Ivor.&lt;br /&gt;Bert.&lt;br /&gt;Tere.&lt;br /&gt;XF.&lt;br /&gt;Duck.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I would lay my life down for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Even strangers.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ve seen enough in life.&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer figure out what I still yearn for.&lt;br /&gt;My life is no longer lacking of anything.&lt;br /&gt;I got memories.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got my lovers.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;They’re enough.&lt;br /&gt;So I no longer see my worth and value.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I’m writing this.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wish anyone of you people out there to come approach me regarding this post.&lt;br /&gt;Especially my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;Keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t talk to me regarding this post.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ll feign ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;Death is something inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;But I no longer have the motivation to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;Now I yearn for something.&lt;br /&gt;Something special.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;Whats going to be like in afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;Or even if it exist.&lt;br /&gt;Cool ya.&lt;br /&gt;Til here for this post.&lt;br /&gt;Remember my request.&lt;br /&gt;My purpose of this post is not trying to gain sympathy or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;I just want people around me to know something more about me.&lt;br /&gt;Something which no one knew.&lt;br /&gt;A side which is unrevealed and hidden.&lt;br /&gt;What you’ve seen is just a happy go lucky Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;There is this side of me.&lt;br /&gt;Which no one know.&lt;br /&gt;My deep thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;My own thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to let loose.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for getting carried away.&lt;br /&gt;A little secret of mine.&lt;br /&gt;No living being know this other then me.&lt;br /&gt;I actually attempted to commit suicide when I was primary 5 or 6.&lt;br /&gt;Scary huh.&lt;br /&gt;But something we gotta keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;Life’s unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;We might just die later.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-7122183796300147194?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/7122183796300147194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=7122183796300147194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/7122183796300147194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/7122183796300147194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-7439323588274638299</id><published>2007-04-21T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:23:00.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life.&lt;br /&gt;Whats actually life all about.&lt;br /&gt;Why are we even living.&lt;br /&gt;What do we live for.&lt;br /&gt;Who do we live for.&lt;br /&gt;What is life all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;Is about everything.&lt;br /&gt;Its about loving.&lt;br /&gt;Its about losing.Life&lt;br /&gt;Its about giving.&lt;br /&gt;Its about risk.&lt;br /&gt;Its about living.&lt;br /&gt;Its about experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;Its about dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Its about dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving.&lt;br /&gt;We live to love.&lt;br /&gt;We love to live.&lt;br /&gt;We give love.&lt;br /&gt;We take love.&lt;br /&gt;We forsake love.&lt;br /&gt;We nurture love.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you love.&lt;br /&gt;Who love you.&lt;br /&gt;We pass our days loving people around us.&lt;br /&gt;We care for them.&lt;br /&gt;We look for for them.&lt;br /&gt;We love them.&lt;br /&gt;Family. Friends. Buddies. Spouse.&lt;br /&gt;We live to see them succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Because we love them don’t we.&lt;br /&gt;There isn’t anyone who isn’t loved by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they are not the person you wanted them to love you.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Then why don’t you live to love them.&lt;br /&gt;Rather then wait for them to love you.&lt;br /&gt;Live well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing.&lt;br /&gt;As time passes.&lt;br /&gt;We see people around us leave.&lt;br /&gt;Be it dead. Or gone.&lt;br /&gt;They will leave sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;Then why do you live.&lt;br /&gt;Do you live to see people leave you.&lt;br /&gt;Do you live to see people die.&lt;br /&gt;Do you live to attend funerals of people you know.&lt;br /&gt;Its inevitable that people will leave.&lt;br /&gt;Its something everyone will go through.&lt;br /&gt;Its part of life.&lt;br /&gt;We cant prevent it.&lt;br /&gt;Losing doesn’t apply only to people.&lt;br /&gt;We lose love.&lt;br /&gt;We lose possession.&lt;br /&gt;We lose fame.&lt;br /&gt;We lose respect.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn’t fall in life.&lt;br /&gt;We doesn’t make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;No one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Life is about learning your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Picking up yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can’t remove memories.&lt;br /&gt;Its about how to overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;Some self experience.&lt;br /&gt;It was o level period.&lt;br /&gt;Like any other students.&lt;br /&gt;I’m taking o level.&lt;br /&gt;And I’m good at maths and science but not languages.&lt;br /&gt;I missed my add maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;Of which I could have gotten at least a B.&lt;br /&gt;It was a worse to blow to me ever.&lt;br /&gt;Even now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do regret.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I could gotten myself to JC.&lt;br /&gt;But looking on the things now.&lt;br /&gt;If I were to went for the paper.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t know people I know now.&lt;br /&gt;Many things wouldn’t happen.&lt;br /&gt;Somethings lead to another and the next.&lt;br /&gt;I picked myself up.&lt;br /&gt;I learned to be organized and punctual.&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;Life is about ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;Its about storm and rain.&lt;br /&gt;Its part of life.&lt;br /&gt;No life is smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how careful you are.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll still fall and dealt damages&lt;br /&gt;No things happen for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;You might not see it now.&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll see it in the future.&lt;br /&gt;When something bad happened.&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Why it happened.&lt;br /&gt;How has it affect me.&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;There are times you cant answer yourself.&lt;br /&gt;But theres an answer to every question.&lt;br /&gt;Look for it.&lt;br /&gt;Ask for comments.&lt;br /&gt;They cant help you make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;But they could unravel your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Learn this well.&lt;br /&gt;When you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;You will earn some.&lt;br /&gt;Live well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risk.&lt;br /&gt;We’re taking risk.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment.&lt;br /&gt;Every minute.&lt;br /&gt;Every single second.&lt;br /&gt;Risking death.&lt;br /&gt;The moment you cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;You risk being knock down by drunken drivers.&lt;br /&gt;When you confess.&lt;br /&gt;You risk being rejected.&lt;br /&gt;Even when walking.&lt;br /&gt;You’re actually risking slipping down and knock your head and die.&lt;br /&gt;Bet you never thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;My point here is.&lt;br /&gt;There are many small little details in life.&lt;br /&gt;Where its too small that people often overlook them.&lt;br /&gt;While actually all those small little things matters.&lt;br /&gt;Pay more attention to people around you.&lt;br /&gt;To your life.&lt;br /&gt;As something don’t appear and happen for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;They are there for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for your purpose of life.&lt;br /&gt;Of your existence.&lt;br /&gt;Something don’t appear and happen for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;You’re that something.&lt;br /&gt;I’m that something.&lt;br /&gt;We’re all something.&lt;br /&gt;We don’t appear for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;We all contribute and affect others.&lt;br /&gt;There are times when you unknowingly damage someone.&lt;br /&gt;Or even kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re unable to determine your purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself.&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t exist right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;What wouldn’t happen.&lt;br /&gt;Would your friends and family be as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;Would people whom you made them smile. Smile then.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the brighter side of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Learn.&lt;br /&gt;Live.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Five person you will meet in heaven. It’s a very good book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-7439323588274638299?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/7439323588274638299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=7439323588274638299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/7439323588274638299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/7439323588274638299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/04/life_21.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-4229591293574793363</id><published>2007-04-13T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T06:05:46.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>Sin</title><content type='html'>Sin.&lt;br /&gt;What is sin.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong doings?&lt;br /&gt;Faults?&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition from &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/sin"&gt;Dictionary.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- transgression of divine law&lt;br /&gt;- any act regarded as such a transgression, esp. a willful or deliberate violation of some religious or moral principle.&lt;br /&gt;- any reprehensible or regrettable action, behavior, lapse, etc.; great fault or offense:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Its more of doing something against moral principle.&lt;br /&gt;Other words.&lt;br /&gt;Self-definition.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Since most of things are self definition.&lt;br /&gt;You might define ‘Sin’ differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who is not sinned.&lt;br /&gt;Doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;People make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Grave ones. Unforgettable ones.&lt;br /&gt;Its alright to make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;But the learning process should not be erased.&lt;br /&gt;People always say.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;Easy said.&lt;br /&gt;Well said.&lt;br /&gt;Doing is a whole different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine.&lt;br /&gt;[Reference from Saw 3]&lt;br /&gt;If someone &lt;b&gt;accidentally&lt;/b&gt; knock down your beloved 3 year old son.&lt;br /&gt;One day. Somehow or another.&lt;br /&gt;You are able to determine his fate.&lt;br /&gt;2 choices.&lt;br /&gt;30 seconds to pick.&lt;br /&gt;To forgive him and let him live.&lt;br /&gt;To seek revenge and death upon him.&lt;br /&gt;What would you do.&lt;br /&gt;I did a small survey.&lt;br /&gt;More would pick the 2nd choice.&lt;br /&gt;Mankind.&lt;br /&gt;Law of nature perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;The revengeful and cruel side of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;Is this sin.&lt;br /&gt;Or not.&lt;br /&gt;Onlookers would say.&lt;br /&gt;How can you be so cruel.&lt;br /&gt;Players would say.&lt;br /&gt;I did what I think its right.&lt;br /&gt;In this case.&lt;br /&gt;Whats right. Whats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Pick your stand.&lt;br /&gt;Choose your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something simpler perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;If someone betrayed you.&lt;br /&gt;Took your family.&lt;br /&gt;Possessions.&lt;br /&gt;[If possible relate this to some drama.]&lt;br /&gt;You worked hard.&lt;br /&gt;Built everything from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;One day.&lt;br /&gt;You ruin his life.&lt;br /&gt;His everything.&lt;br /&gt;Is this right.&lt;br /&gt;Or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Bible says.’ You reap what you sow’&lt;br /&gt;Dealing the damage once dealt to you.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the dealer.&lt;br /&gt;Is this sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who isn’t selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn’t yearn for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Who don’t love themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Is trying to treat oneself better at the expense of others a sin.&lt;br /&gt;Is being revengeful a sin.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;Its your life.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-4229591293574793363?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/4229591293574793363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=4229591293574793363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4229591293574793363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/4229591293574793363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/04/sin.html' title='Sin'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-8666591466647858989</id><published>2007-04-10T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:50:39.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change:People</title><content type='html'>People changes.&lt;br /&gt;Adapt. Grow and die.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is changing.&lt;br /&gt;Environment. People.&lt;br /&gt;The clock will not stop ticking.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone change.&lt;br /&gt;And we’re all unique in our own way.&lt;br /&gt;Two might be similar.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not the same.&lt;br /&gt;People change.&lt;br /&gt;Peer influence.&lt;br /&gt;Environments.&lt;br /&gt;Be it harsh or easy.&lt;br /&gt;For the better.&lt;br /&gt;Or the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peer influence.&lt;br /&gt;Are your circle of friends good.&lt;br /&gt;Or bad.&lt;br /&gt;Do they help you.&lt;br /&gt;Or ruin you.&lt;br /&gt;What have you learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;Stealing things?&lt;br /&gt;Throwing temper?&lt;br /&gt;Picking fights over staring incidents?&lt;br /&gt;If your circle of friends did all those mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll definitely will do those in  matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging around with them.&lt;br /&gt;How can those help you.&lt;br /&gt;How will those ruin you.&lt;br /&gt;Police record?&lt;br /&gt;Fun?&lt;br /&gt;Excitement?&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth the call.&lt;br /&gt;Fun and excitement plus a police record.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;Its your life.&lt;br /&gt;My advice.&lt;br /&gt;Stop chasing rainbows and get a life.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Environments.&lt;br /&gt;Environment where.&lt;br /&gt;You can only give in.&lt;br /&gt;But you are not allowed to take anything.&lt;br /&gt;You’re always at fault.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you’re right.&lt;br /&gt;A life so threatened.&lt;br /&gt;A life where happiness seems so far away.&lt;br /&gt;Filled with misery and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Its adapt. Or die situation.&lt;br /&gt;People changes then.&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;Self centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People.&lt;br /&gt;We adapt. We change.&lt;br /&gt;We live. We die.&lt;br /&gt;Affected and changed by other people.&lt;br /&gt;There is no good.&lt;br /&gt;There is no bad.&lt;br /&gt;Self-definition.&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Where you have no freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Where you’re physically and mentally strained.&lt;br /&gt;Where you’re thrown with everything.&lt;br /&gt;Where you know its your limit yet it won’t stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People change people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-8666591466647858989?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/8666591466647858989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=8666591466647858989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8666591466647858989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8666591466647858989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/04/changepeople.html' title='Change:People'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-6895548000379414248</id><published>2007-04-05T11:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:24:03.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change:Past</title><content type='html'>Change.&lt;br /&gt;In life.&lt;br /&gt;Theres something that cannot be changed.&lt;br /&gt;One man’s past.&lt;br /&gt;Once hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Once killed someone.&lt;br /&gt;Once Cheated.&lt;br /&gt;No one. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Its something unmovable.&lt;br /&gt;Can never be erased.&lt;br /&gt;Yet we still got a choice of how to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Or to be drag down by it.&lt;br /&gt;Allow it to haunt you.&lt;br /&gt;Same to others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose you’re a manager.&lt;br /&gt;Would you hire a ex convict.&lt;br /&gt;Give him a chance.&lt;br /&gt;Accept his past.&lt;br /&gt;Or. Still see him as a murderer.&lt;br /&gt;Condemn him.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;Its his life.&lt;br /&gt;To ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;Or let it have a 2nd chance.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you failed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Like overslept an o level paper.&lt;br /&gt;Of which you could get distinction.&lt;br /&gt;Would you be able to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;Or stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;Blaming yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Suffer from depression.&lt;br /&gt;Or to quickly accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Get over it.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;Its easier said then done.&lt;br /&gt;Its just another excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.O level is small case.&lt;br /&gt;What if you got raped.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;There are times&lt;br /&gt;When people picked themselves up.&lt;br /&gt;Yet pulled down by people.&lt;br /&gt;Like they accepted their past. Their failure.&lt;br /&gt;But due to gossips.&lt;br /&gt;Cold stares.&lt;br /&gt;They all can bring a person down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story sharing period.&lt;br /&gt;2 frog.&lt;br /&gt;1 deaf frog.&lt;br /&gt;1 normal frog.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them fell inside a well.&lt;br /&gt;So deep that its known to be bottomless.&lt;br /&gt;So the rest of the other frogs gathered around the well.&lt;br /&gt;In stead of cheering for them.&lt;br /&gt;They were boo-ing them.&lt;br /&gt;“its so deep.””Sure die”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t waste your energy. Just die”&lt;br /&gt;The normal frog gave up.&lt;br /&gt;But the deaf frog tried even harder.&lt;br /&gt;And he managed to jumped out of the well.&lt;br /&gt;Cause in his perception.&lt;br /&gt;The other frog was cheering for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An encouraging word to someone who is down can life them up and help them make it through difficult times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A destructive word to someone who is down , can be what it takes to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;The tongue has the power to control life and death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-6895548000379414248?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/6895548000379414248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=6895548000379414248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6895548000379414248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6895548000379414248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/04/past.html' title='Change:Past'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-6384979595227886461</id><published>2007-03-27T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T01:07:02.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship</title><content type='html'>Relationship.&lt;br /&gt;What is relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Something between people.?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different relationship is maintained by different factors.&lt;br /&gt;Enemies, friends families.&lt;br /&gt;Enemies Foes.&lt;br /&gt;Hatred. Distrust. Misery.&lt;br /&gt;People who are insecure always mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;Mistaken that people are always trying to harm them.&lt;br /&gt;Cause by distrust for others.&lt;br /&gt;Why bother doing when you will only bring misery to ownself.&lt;br /&gt;Causing such depression and such trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Competition.&lt;br /&gt;The want to win and outbeat people.&lt;br /&gt; Its good to be motivative.&lt;br /&gt;But over limit will lead to destruction of oneself.&lt;br /&gt;Why.&lt;br /&gt;By trying hard to win.&lt;br /&gt;You will be at your best.&lt;br /&gt;But some will use underhand means.&lt;br /&gt;To gain ultimate advantage.&lt;br /&gt;Purpose? To win.&lt;br /&gt;Pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well end your own life.&lt;br /&gt;Causing such misery to others and oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutual trust. Mutual Respect.&lt;br /&gt;Something that has to be earned. No doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Something that keeps a family going.&lt;br /&gt;Something that keeps a brotherhood running.&lt;br /&gt;Something that holds a couple together.&lt;br /&gt;Something that is broken.&lt;br /&gt;Will be hard to retrieve back.&lt;br /&gt;A mother have to be trustful one child actions.&lt;br /&gt;Yes its understandable to care.&lt;br /&gt;But some are overboard.&lt;br /&gt;You know it. We know it.&lt;br /&gt;Personality perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;A brother have to respect each other.&lt;br /&gt;Stepping over head.&lt;br /&gt;Conflict occurs.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted.&lt;br /&gt;A guy or female have to have faith in each other.&lt;br /&gt;To trust in each other actions and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Believing in each other.&lt;br /&gt;It you don’t respect nor trust others.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever expect others to do so towards you.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-6384979595227886461?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/6384979595227886461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=6384979595227886461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6384979595227886461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/6384979595227886461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/03/relationship.html' title='Relationship'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-8812778702068033286</id><published>2007-03-17T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T01:40:36.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>People come.&lt;br /&gt;People go.&lt;br /&gt;Or they stay.&lt;br /&gt;But definitely they will die.&lt;br /&gt;We meet people everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Strangers, friends buddies families.&lt;br /&gt;What are friends.&lt;br /&gt;A person who knows you by your name?&lt;br /&gt;Or someone whom ‘just happen to know’&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps someone whom you talked to before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition taken from &lt;a href="http://www.dictionary.com/"&gt;www.dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.&lt;br /&gt;- a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter&lt;br /&gt;- a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile&lt;br /&gt;- a member of the same nation, party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;Do they just ‘come and go’&lt;br /&gt;Or do they walk pass you without even saying ‘hi’&lt;br /&gt;When they can even forget your name.&lt;br /&gt;Or you forgetting theirs.&lt;br /&gt;We got plenty of friends.&lt;br /&gt;But who will be there when u needed them.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is the extent of buddies.&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask you.&lt;br /&gt;What are friends for.&lt;br /&gt;Speak for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Soul-searching. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddies.&lt;br /&gt;Who you claim buddies.&lt;br /&gt;To what extend. I ask. Or rather you ask yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Will you die for them in their place.&lt;br /&gt;Will they do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;Many punks claim. This brother.That brother.&lt;br /&gt;When they talk behind another’s back.&lt;br /&gt;Your die-hard buddies.&lt;br /&gt;How many are you will to die for.&lt;br /&gt;How many are there will to die for you.&lt;br /&gt;Play and have fun together.&lt;br /&gt;Wont be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;But when problem arises.&lt;br /&gt;Will they face it with you.&lt;br /&gt;Will you face it with them.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families.&lt;br /&gt;Do you cherish your relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Be it aunt. Uncle. Cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing them perhaps once a year?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ask them well.&lt;br /&gt;Do you with them well.&lt;br /&gt;Or do you wish them well for the sake of red packet.&lt;br /&gt;Do you even care for them.&lt;br /&gt;Parents.&lt;br /&gt;Do you quarrel with them.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever understand their stand.&lt;br /&gt;Forsaking their unconditioned love.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to throw your voices at them.&lt;br /&gt;With them giving so much to you.&lt;br /&gt;Without them. There wont be you.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you people.&lt;br /&gt;To disobey them.&lt;br /&gt;To pay them with violence.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Some parents are overboard.&lt;br /&gt;But. Have you ever tried understanding their stand.&lt;br /&gt;“Everything have an action and reaction”&lt;br /&gt;What action of yours. Caused their reaction.&lt;br /&gt;Are you right. Are they right. Or both at fault.&lt;br /&gt;It takes two hand to claps.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-8812778702068033286?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/8812778702068033286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=8812778702068033286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8812778702068033286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8812778702068033286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/03/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277853364218138323.post-8067509607472413713</id><published>2007-03-14T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:56:42.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Defination</title><content type='html'>Are you rich.Are you poor.Are you happy.&lt;br /&gt;How do you define rich or happy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to you, having 1 million is rich.&lt;br /&gt;On other hand, maybe its only average to others.&lt;br /&gt;Different people define things differently.&lt;br /&gt;And its the root to your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare two person.&lt;br /&gt;A person who yearns for the best for everything.&lt;br /&gt;A person who yearns for self sufficiency.&lt;br /&gt;Who would be more happy then the other.&lt;br /&gt;You can see it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the best possession you ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Different people yearn for different things.&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say. Nothing in this is world is labeled 'best'.&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing is perfect, things are ever improving.&lt;br /&gt;When you compare what you possess and what others have.&lt;br /&gt;You will realise you have nothing compared to them.&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy sets in here.&lt;br /&gt;Leading to greed which will bring nothing but problems.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It might serve as a motivation.&lt;br /&gt;A push for people to go an extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on the event and players.&lt;br /&gt;Would you make your life miserable,&lt;br /&gt;always yearning for the better,&lt;br /&gt;A vicious cycle of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;Or lead a simple life for self sufficiency.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice, Its your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a story to share.&lt;br /&gt;In front of a field,&lt;br /&gt;There stand a teacher and a student.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said to the student.&lt;br /&gt;“Walk across the field,&lt;br /&gt;and pick a grass which you think is the most beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;but you are not allowed to look back,&lt;br /&gt;Nor turn back, only moving forward."&lt;br /&gt;So the student did what he was told.&lt;br /&gt;Then he found a pretty grass.&lt;br /&gt;He thought to himself,&lt;br /&gt;“I could find a better grass.”&lt;br /&gt;So he left that grass there and moved forward.&lt;br /&gt;Moments later he found another nice grass.&lt;br /&gt;But he told himself the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;And the cycle carried on.&lt;br /&gt;Not realizing it himself,&lt;br /&gt;It’s the end of the field.&lt;br /&gt;Without a grass picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field is your life.&lt;br /&gt;The grasses are the things you came across.&lt;br /&gt;Be it chances, possession or people.&lt;br /&gt;Story line. Decide for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277853364218138323-8067509607472413713?l=slacker100percent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/feeds/8067509607472413713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3277853364218138323&amp;postID=8067509607472413713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8067509607472413713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277853364218138323/posts/default/8067509607472413713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slacker100percent.blogspot.com/2007/03/self-defination.html' title='Self Defination'/><author><name>Lucille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01744920837031140877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
