A dictionary defition of this word:
1. being worth the time or effort spent
2. worthy
Look, I don’t know what to say to all of you now. Cause we suck. Yes, there’s no use drilling into your heads if none of this information can’t get in. If you listened to what I said and took initiative of the deemed plans and precautions, none of these would have happened.
Yes, my backyard is clean, so I can say anything I want.
Come on, do you wanna bring on a fight?
Let’s see if you even have ANY of ABILITY to fight with me, mentally.
If you want this to be a proxy of the cold war, start it now.
And if you want to go like “If you think you can do this better than us, then do it yourself”. Well, Look here. I ain’t got any chance.
Here we go again. There is this ringing in my ears, double centred eyes, and no one could see my soul. If I could ever find a way to get out of this I would. It’s not running away, around or whatever that you might think a coward would do. I would never want to do such a thing. Facing it was a fact, which I have done so. This step I’ve taken out, is already all that I can do. Whatever, is up to you guys. Let me feed you in on what is really going on. Firstly, this train of thoughts go through my mind: Losers. Then a next brainwave kicks in…
This has been my mental cycle that has been taking a total toil of my life. I’ve been thinking, probably way too deep into issues. But ain’t issues meant to be thought deeply into? If you ever had the chance to have a say in this, about how you have been “hurt” enough. How it has changed you into a more matured person, how these events in life that are like rocky obstacles which tend to hurt you and even scratch you. It’s just a mere cut, a wound, though visible for the rest of your life, would be healed. This has indeed healed but what happens next? We become stronger, better and are now able to reach new grounds, new heights.
Selfish and jealousy, envy and ugly. All these facts that are glaring at you right here, happens day-to-day. You see it in every action… and the hunger for power within a few of them just make me sick. Please, I’m about to barf seriously. If anyone could see what I could, what some of us could see… or probably it has already been seen, you’d seriously find yourself nowhere. When people are just selfish and being such a complete fool to only want to achieve their aims, without minding how much they have to pay for it. Such sacrificial price for whatever that he is looking for, is really really not worth the while. If you want to hold sand in your hands, just let it go. It ain’t doing any good! Can you see that no one can hold sand in our hands? NO ONE! It will still be gone once the wind blows. If you want any good, get glue or water to put the sand together, then hold it. Well, if you have nothing, then don’t hold onto sand. Stay real, dude.
I wonder when people will come to their senses, wake up and find that they have acheived nothing in the end. If your guilty conscience doesn’t haunt you in your sleep, yours is really nowhere to be found, or you probably haven’t had one. If you, yes you, and you continue being so self-centered, then good luck to you and your future (Y) I really want to see you fall and see who gets the last laugh. It might not be within 2 years, or within 3 years… 30 years down the road, I really want to see you crying for being unable to suicide.
Well, these set of lyrics “Dancing with tears in my eyes” by Kesha has been one that I am in love with. These set of lyrics has fit perfectly into this situation.
I lost cause nobody could see my soul
I am so delusional, with every move I die.
I’m dancing with tears in my eyes
Just fighting to get through the nightI’m fading, I’m broken inside.
And the world is moving too fast, everything, is turning from day to night too soon. Stop time, stop daylight. Cause when the daybreaks, it might all be over. It might all be over. HAHA. And it’s over for you.
and if life moves at a pace, faster than a train.
I wanted to type a flame post. But this blog ain’t for flaming, I wanna keep it clean. And I hate people who laugh and then goes into utter silence after that and doesn’t share anything with you.
Well, I have an English Common Test later, at 2:20 or 2:30PM or something like that. I shall go grab something to eat soon. I don’t deny that I’m somewhat “skipping” lessons, cause officially I ain’t skipping at all. If you can get what I’m driving at. I wrote finish a song in class today “Zip ‘em”. And it’s the same energy but it’s a dead battery.
So if life doesn’t wait, start spreading the love.