Things are really starting to get ugly.
pool love anyone
5 hours ago
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Silent Club
Voices, muted, silent voices,
As if I have tonnes of choices,
Boasting loneliness out loud,
My words are purging to shout.
A favor to be a company,
Is too hard to be a reality,
Better off alone, dear loner,
Swear to me, it'd get better.
Ceiling bed stares at me,
Stop me from being clingy!
Stupid, foolish, I'm silly,
That boy just wanna be free.
Disconnected, silent beep,
There he goes deep to sleep,
And here I am, to shut up,
Welcome to the silent club.
Feb 3rd, 2010
As if I have tonnes of choices,
Boasting loneliness out loud,
My words are purging to shout.
A favor to be a company,
Is too hard to be a reality,
Better off alone, dear loner,
Swear to me, it'd get better.
Ceiling bed stares at me,
Stop me from being clingy!
Stupid, foolish, I'm silly,
That boy just wanna be free.
Disconnected, silent beep,
There he goes deep to sleep,
And here I am, to shut up,
Welcome to the silent club.
Feb 3rd, 2010
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Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Blessings.
I don't know if you want to know this but since I don't have any tendency to care, you are forced to read this.
Today is a blessing from God. I thank Him a mils to a single dot. Supposedly to have 2 quizzes today. But thank God the classes got canceled. Now, I have more time to work on my Linguistics presentation and my Computer quiz. Now that's what I call a real blessing. I also have no class until 5pm, that's if only I skip the 2pm class. But oh well, it's the end of the semester. Skipping a class won't harm anyone/anything. Plus, the lecturer pisses me off.
Con de connard.
Today is a blessing from God. I thank Him a mils to a single dot. Supposedly to have 2 quizzes today. But thank God the classes got canceled. Now, I have more time to work on my Linguistics presentation and my Computer quiz. Now that's what I call a real blessing. I also have no class until 5pm, that's if only I skip the 2pm class. But oh well, it's the end of the semester. Skipping a class won't harm anyone/anything. Plus, the lecturer pisses me off.
Con de connard.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Oh torture, torment, terrible!
Oh torture, torment, terrible!
All fit into 8 syllables,
Oh Headache, heartache, horrible!
Comfortable's impossible,
The hall, clock and tensed pressure,
End all this and give me pleasure,
Why do we need to waste the paper?
When we can save the fucking nature?
Good we score, bad we tore,
Repeating the sem is a big bore,
Fuck all this, I want to be free,
Failing again is sodomy,
Hide results, hide away,
Please don't come back any day,
And if my mom happen to be keen,
Bless the shit I would be in,
Jan 26th, 2010.
All fit into 8 syllables,
Oh Headache, heartache, horrible!
Comfortable's impossible,
The hall, clock and tensed pressure,
End all this and give me pleasure,
Why do we need to waste the paper?
When we can save the fucking nature?
Good we score, bad we tore,
Repeating the sem is a big bore,
Fuck all this, I want to be free,
Failing again is sodomy,
Hide results, hide away,
Please don't come back any day,
And if my mom happen to be keen,
Bless the shit I would be in,
Jan 26th, 2010.
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Friday, January 22, 2010
Pin Cushion Queen
My head is a loony bin,
Pure with original sin,
Cushioned with a grin,
I'm the queen of the pin.
Pure with original sin,
Cushioned with a grin,
I'm the queen of the pin.
Jan 22nd, 2010
Short, I know.
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Monday, January 18, 2010
Who Still Has My Beating Heart?
Darling, I'm so sorry,
You are to be free,
I have to do this,
Oh, this torturing hiss,
You and I were divine,
Our love was one of a kind,
Things don't work like how we want,
In the end it had turned out blunt,
Please oh please, don't hate me,
I want no irrationality,
Pardon my selfishness,
I free you now from my curse,
Maybe just maybe, we'll reconcile,
But of course it'll take a while,
Just because we're apart,
But who still has my beating heart?
Jan 18th, 2010
You are to be free,
I have to do this,
Oh, this torturing hiss,
You and I were divine,
Our love was one of a kind,
Things don't work like how we want,
In the end it had turned out blunt,
Please oh please, don't hate me,
I want no irrationality,
Pardon my selfishness,
I free you now from my curse,
Maybe just maybe, we'll reconcile,
But of course it'll take a while,
Just because we're apart,
But who still has my beating heart?
Jan 18th, 2010
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Absurd
You think Holocaust is absurd, check this out.
The fact when students got compounded for wearing bright colored shoes is insanely stupid. What kind of sick rule is that? It's not like we're distributing drugs. What about the baju kurungs? They are frequently colorful and blindly bright. Why don't we get compounded for that? This is like going back to primary school, when everything doesn't make any sense. Other than that, stripped shall is not allowed? I wore it throughout last semester and no harm was done. The hell. IIU should reconstruct the current rules to something that can actually make a little bit of sense. The best part is, you can't appeal for for the compounds. Nice right? Poor kids. They are forced to pay 50 fucking bucks due to absurdity. A sane move in order to pay for the electricity perhaps?
The fact when students got compounded for wearing bright colored shoes is insanely stupid. What kind of sick rule is that? It's not like we're distributing drugs. What about the baju kurungs? They are frequently colorful and blindly bright. Why don't we get compounded for that? This is like going back to primary school, when everything doesn't make any sense. Other than that, stripped shall is not allowed? I wore it throughout last semester and no harm was done. The hell. IIU should reconstruct the current rules to something that can actually make a little bit of sense. The best part is, you can't appeal for for the compounds. Nice right? Poor kids. They are forced to pay 50 fucking bucks due to absurdity. A sane move in order to pay for the electricity perhaps?
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