Sunday, February 26, 2006

Oh, all good things will become better, and all bad things will become worse. Well not all but maybe, almost all, at least a part of it. And when those good things become better, you just want it so much again, and that will be the awful moment of truth: No way.

And yeah, it's not that I don't wanna look for another nicer blog skin, it is because I am too lazy to go look for it, and well if I DO look for it, the site will show lots of cartoon cartoon pink colour girly feminine stuff which I cannot possible have that as my skin! So I'll just stick with the default ones, anyways no one really reads so who gives a f.

Back to the crap. Anyways I am sick and tired of talking about it so let's talk about other things.

Oh, anyways I just realised what really happened to me. I think it is this blog website. People asked me why this stupid address of mine, I do not know how to reply them, simply because it was the idea of hers. ARGH. What the f.

And do you know that time and again I thought I see you across the street, in the bus, in the mall, everywhere but only to notice that it wasn't you? How hurting can it be? Realising that after a year of crap you still cannot get through.

What the fuck. I am too sick and tired to even write about my sorrows now. Maybe I should just be a fucking gay.
Rambled by kaSh at 11:19 pm

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Sunday, February 19, 2006

I have a resolution every weekend. And it seems to drag through the next, and the one after, and then it goes on forever. When will I, for fuck's sake, grow up and start to do everything seriously? I seem to be so lazy and incapable to everyone... oh well whatever.

It all boils down to discipline. Perhaps I don't have any of it at all. It greatly reflects on the things I have done, shows that I lack of discipline. Maybe I should "buy" it or "steal" it from someone, or perhaps, "generate" on myself? Maybe that will be a better idea. I do not even have the discipline to update my blog frequently.

Some people say it is all due to work and all that are affecting them. I think it is just bull crap. 24 hours a day is more than enough to do the things you are required to do, and if it isn't enough, 7 days a week is more than sufficient. Now I understand what "every man dies, but not every man lives" kinda thing.

How many times have we regretted into doin something we wished we have not done? Oh my frigging god, too many frigging times. Too bad. I know that things just flew away sometimes and are never to be able to be retrieve or substituted back, the only way to relieve it is to move on. Goddamn the truth, hurts.

And after so much crap I have posted surprisingly I am the one who is contradicting to it. Maybe some of the people who read it will have the initiative to think twice on how screw up their lives are and decide to change it for the better, be more discipline, etc but for me, after 10 years, I will still be like this.

Perhaps I will not be like this in 10 hours time, because I am beginning to listen to my own crap now.
Rambled by kaSh at 12:37 am

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Seriously I feel like shiet now. I am in that shithole for barely 3 months and I feel like burning the whole place down and kill that son of a bitch. Fuck.

What the fuck. Life is getting fucking bored I need some new life. Like now. Now now now now.
Rambled by kaSh at 10:33 pm

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