Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

"The Losing Edge."

Its 4.05am, and I can’t sleep. I went to bed at around 3.30am, and I was tossing and turning in bed till then. I had a lot going through my mind.

Life can be unfair. Just like how a student can study so damn fucking hard just to obtain a creditable C while the other one just lazes and plays around and in the end wins w/ a HD by means like cheating or just being plain fucking intelligent.

There is supreme efficiency for the one who works less and wins in the long run. The one who works till his/her finger bleeds still lose in the end. No efficiency here.

So am I on the losing edge?

Excuse this entry cause I think I’m really writing nonsense right now.

Thursday, December 28, 2006

damn fucking sakit hati.

i should stop friendster surfing.

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

"Fuckin' Distasteful."



I don’t know what your issues really are.

You’re doing this for all the wrong reasons.

Your efforts to convince me disgusts me.

I thought I had a freedom of choice.

We made a deal from the start.

I did my bid and now you’ll do yours.

So what if you win.

You still lose.

Cause its not what I want.

Its what you wanted.

And it’s always about what you want.

I’ve already made my decision and that’s final.

Fuckin' distasteful.

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

"Losing Out."

Is it so difficult?

That's not even suppose to be a question.



Joke for the day -


Future Dissapointment

Mr. Perkins, the biology instructor at a posh suburban girl's junior college, said during class, "Miss Smythe, would you please name the organ of the human body, which under the appropriate conditions, expands to six times its normal size, and define the conditions."

Miss Smythe gasped, then said freezingly, "Mr. Perkins, I don't think that is a proper question to ask me. I assure you my parents will hear of this." With that she sat down red-faced.

Unperturbed, Mr. Perkins called on Miss Johnson and asked the same question. Miss Johnson, with composure, replied, "The pupil of the eye, in dim light."

"Correct," said Mr. Perkins. "And now, Miss Smythe, I have three things to say to you."

"One, you have not studied your lesson."

"Two, you have a dirty mind."

"And three, you will some day be faced with a dreadful disappointment."




- take care, and God bless.

- tsencai.