so there i was sitting on my bed engrossed
in the middle of my thoughts on the things that i prepetrated
on that fateful day.
look at the clock, its five.
i switched off the lights, then the screaming radio
and laid in bed pretending everything's fine
tired, my eyes closed.
i'm happy to be alive as the sun shines
i am a student and a sports enthusiast.
still loving short hair,ruggedness and intelligence.
pride is smart.ego is king.
it doesnt help the fact that my name is 'fadzly'.
Angel from the nightmare
AND-VB/ASC 2008
first off, i don't care if people are mad with me. i had a hectic week that really pierced me hard. i know i am wanted. i can't do much but apologize for my irresponsible acts.i'm just voicing out my thoughts.nothing else.
sometimes, you know that things just are not meant for you. in other words, the great Lord really did put fate into play. there on, you start to realize that something is amiss in your life. the retributed outcome is to repay the bad things that you had done.
"criticising and hating is the first loser.where was the rest of the so-called support? we lacked those.think about yourself before u claimed yourself a hater."
the guy speaks 11:10 PM
to whom-it-may-concern,
and so you had to tell everybody. for what it's worth, the connotation that i get as a 'bad guy' is something that i greatly adore. blame it on my character and of course, blame it on my pride.
to all those people who would be willing to listen to my reasonings, i thank you all.
first and foremost, the change of focus and the switch of channeling my energy towards certain parties. this, should be taken into account of me being considerate. i have my soccer buddies, my secondary school buddies, the Kings Of Big Things in my class and of course, that significant beau i'm trying to hunt down. the way i see it, you can't have em' all. pretty much like the transfer market, really. you either release or sell the players that you don't want. as jose mourinho would probably have told andriy shevchenko: "you're not part of my future plans."
the fact that i want to be a part of the raffles guys would account to why i am not like them. i like to watch rugby. it's great to watch gentlemen battle it out at each other but does that mean i'm some sort of a 'poser' because those people play rugby too? it is easy for you to say but difficult for you to show. guess part of me holds the accumulated guilt of not being a good leader.it's not easy as it look to be in my position.i think that just being part of my peers and leave it as it is can decrease the anti-socialism and unrest in our class.i think my other good friend feels the same way too.
the reputation. i'm really self-concious of what people think of me. frankly, i dont like the fact that i get teased by people about the relationship we have. we were friends, that's all. nothing more than that. it gets annoying after some time when people suddenly associate everything and anything. also, as i've found out, i'd sacrifice relationships just to walk away from negative remarks by people especially my close buddies. i listen to them and i seek their approval before anything.
i have things that i want and have to do. i guess believin inyou to change to your former self was time-consuming.what goes around comes around. i'm already feeling the heat, i guess. but i take it that i'm suppose to be responsible for the things that i do.
and yes, 'useless' is the right word. however, i'm dreadfully sorry.
and guyz, stop influencing other people.
the guy speaks 8:06 AM
panda eased my mind a bit after what's been happening around me. sha-sha's rebellious streak has gone overboard and i have this major piece of a heartburn that has been bothering me which i really want to expose to the world because i'm just being a hypocrite if i don't.
i hate ___ and i wish ___ would ___ ( fill in the blanks if appropriate).
there you go. i know, during this holy and glorious month, the ramadhan cometh with great opportunities in hand, for muslims to repent, to be devout, to appreciate and try to heighten the family bond at the build up of syawal. however, i'm angry and i'm sick of ___ treating people with temper and tantrums.
i hope and hope and hope that i won't become like ___.well, i also hope that i won't realize that the thing i hate most is actually the thing i'll miss when it's gone.i don't know if ___'s loco but i wish ___ would just be those people who just understand others.
they say the spirits roam free during this month. what would my grandparents think of me with this outburst.
