Streets

When a person is walking on a straight road, he'll have a distinct view of whats happening in front. Then people will lost interest and tend to make a turn, to the left or to the right, exposing to new affairs. Isn't that how people're like? Deserting the old just for the new. But... I'm not even old. Then, why am I abandoned.

A minute and those dogs descended

Enough, is freaking enough. I'd enough of those dogs. I'd being tolerating them since sec 1, exspecially him.. Well, I gonna say I can't stand them anymore. Arrogant, obnoxious and egocentric. Trust me, if possible, one day I will kill you. Every single one of you. Inorder to protect my esteem and pride, I'll try my best to stay away from them. Anyone of them. I'll try to stay out of trouble, provided that they dun provoke me. Even if they does it, what can I do? I'm not their match.. Angry, yet helpless. I dunno if we call that a sin, but I'd love to see their retribution. I hate them to the extend whereas I wish them dead. Knock down by a car or something, just die.

Music

When I listen to songs like "I Go Crazy Because of You" by Tiara, "I My Me Mine" by 4Minute or any Lady Gaga-kind of songs, I will feel very high, I felt as if I'm more than alive. I like the feeling very much. However, when I listen to songs like "In the arms of an angel" by Sarah Mclachlan, "Pieces of my words" by Liu Yi Fei or any slow, peaceful and serene kind of song, it makes me think a lot. I'll tend to think of my past, memories, environment, friends, family... It will also make me feel and sense, the things around us. Arouse my carefulness, enable me to face my hardship. Its just amazing...

Some thoughts

Its really hard to keep up. Sometimes, I wanted to cheat.. I wanted to know your thoughts. Cause I see no point struggling alone. If I knew your thoughts, things would have gotten more easy. I know we're all juvenile, however, I also know that if I lost this chance, its gone forever. I thought it would be good to let go, but its just not fair to me. I doesnt have sarmassophobia.. or thats what I think. Sometimes I wish that I'm suffering from amnesia, so that I can forget all about you. Everytime you ignored me, I felt deserted. However, we did greet each other twice, we did chatted happily once. And I know, I was the one who stopped first. What a mad world. What'd gone wrong.