Think its kind of weird to be doing shift work and get compensated with different off days, which I mean by the fact that I go off whereas people are working. Sigh… social calendar has been seriously disrupted… what to do? This is a rite of a passage, transition from boyhood to manhood. That’s what I think it should signify. The very least that what it should be to us.
Anyway getting off days on weekdays (what are weekends?) is better than none. The fact that orchard is quite empty to wander about, the café having no queue streaming out, the malls being less teeming means more breathing space. Enjoy the quiet in the usual hustling town area its quite paradoxical but it’s a nice divergence from the norm.
I realised that blog exploring can be damn exciting especially whenever you chance upon a new dig which might prove to be more than spectacular. People that you thought didn’t act like they normally would are being normal after all! (what am I saying…) I guess people change, for better or not! Time changes us, I realised that even more after reading some acquaintances’ blog. (realised I didn’t use the word “friend” here?)
Who cares? Whose paparazzi nature doesn’t?
wx at 6/20/2006 08:55:00 PM
I don’t really spill expletives whenever I talk. I seldom explode out but i still will in times of antagonism. Just because I don’t fuck people around doesn’t mean that I have no temper. Being mellow or mature has nothing to do with it. I mean just because I infrequently shout doesn’t mean I am a peaceful dove or a harmless doe. I am who I am. Flaring up is just human nature. Fucking hell to those idiots who think that I am a pushover. Being nonchalant doesn’t mean that I have no attitude or anger in me. Fury says it all...
I think I am being too nice to people. Occasionally will I shout and fuck people. Seldom have I thrown my temper. But I DO EXPLODE. I don’t know why should I be bottling up all my emotions just because I care about other feelings before mine? Do they care about me? I am no saint! Conscientious of others mood only make me more vulnerable. Why should I put others before mine? Who would then care for me! Why should I be on the losing end when I explode too. Fucking hell to those morons who think I am mundane and peaceful. FUCK YOU!
I have changed and its because bastards. Don’t regret it!!!
wx at 6/11/2006 05:01:00 PM
i hate my mother's attitude. fucking hell... who does she think she is? fucking hell...
just because of a stupid thing and i get hell! damn bloody piss off... fucking hell! what is the problem with her? gone crazy or stupid? i hate her attitude. no words of encouragement or anything but fucking comments. i dont need this from you fucker... what do you think i am? fucking moron screaming for what? no manners just like a razy fucking woman! i am piss off who do you care? you fucker only care about yourself! fucking moron... i hate talking or should i say shouting to you!
i dont care if anyone sees this and tell her or she finds out herself! i dont give a bloody damn about it! being a fucker does not mean that i cant say it out loud! fucking hell just come back and hear such fucking things from that bitch! i care not about her when she does not give a damn bit about me! fucking hell!
fuck those people that tell her too! fucking mad, fuming like hell for things that are so trival, damn piss off!
FUCKING HELL !!!
$@#%^*&%^$#
wx at 6/09/2006 07:19:00 PM
Whenever chance upon someone’s blog, who wouldn’t stop to browse? Inquisitors would usually make massive discovery. Whether is it scandalous in nature or whether that particular person is just plainly living, we would the least be satisfied that we at least know about his or her status. Realized that blogs can actually be so informative and reflective of one’s character. Just found out certain ex-school mates actually are thriving well somewhere on this island and recently celebrated his twenty. One even got a scholarship. Wonder how he felt in becoming an adult and not an adolescent anymore. Wouldn’t you feel old? Didn’t know he wanted to work as a sculptor of human mind.
Apathetic took the better of me and I wasn’t actually that engrossed about their present living standard or what they are engaged in. I was just wondering if they are still alive and kicking. I think this is extreme but what do to? You think I have the attention to care for their every single intricate detail? I am not selfish but merely being realistic, I am not being cold but merely indifferent. I am not hardened but just jaded. I care not your well being even if you did accomplished something magnificent. There are plethoras of things that are more captivating then JUST your lives.
You have your own social circle and I have my own web of life. What you did might interest me at foremost but the flame hastily flickers off.
I am not apathetic but merely stoic.
wx at 6/07/2006 07:02:00 PM