목요일, 8월 18, 2005
I need everybody's help. I'm currently in a writer's block syndrome and no matter how many pills I choke myself with will not help me at all. I'm sitting here, all blanked out. Totally wordless in my mind. Suddenly, I felt that my fingers are creaking. And my mind's very distracted (I've no idea what are they).
It's been a fortnight of sleepy days and also a long hiatus since I picked myself up to blog. And honestly, I have nothing. Nothing to blog about. You see, when things are going rough and when sorrows are creeping on to me, I'm full with words and I can even write paragraphs after paragraphs of complains and curses on every corner of this tiny little place of mine. However, peace times are what I view as times that I'll never grow. Seriously, I would rather like to have a more advanturous times outside than to stay in this stupid army barrack with four walls injecting rust into my mind through osmosis. But with a slight distress or a slight agonizing moments (of course with a happy ending) would be good to make my day. And if so, I'll be wordy to put my thoughts and make this blog a little more interesting.
You guys may think I'm a masochist. No. I won't consider myself one. I don't pretty much enjoy pain like some psychopathic idiots, who tore their flesh or burn themselves as human sacrifice. And they go - Eeerrr... ooohh... errr... aww.. thinking their god will save them in their self-created sufferings.
I'm not a sadist either. Maybe if I'm mad to a certain level, I would be perceived as one. However, deep down, I know there's still an angel within that'll stop my murderous mind from shoving a tampon up one's ass (with my hands of course.. I don't have a pussy).
Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking for trouble to make my day. I'm just bored. BORED. And this feelings sucks. I wanna get things done. And I'm the kind of person who hates idling around waiting for a fly to pee on my face. If that is so, I'd get up and do something about it. But what the heck? I'm stuck in this damn barrack where everything here is all third-grade. I repeat - THIRD-GRADE. To all those S.A.F. regulars or personnels, if you disagree with me here, please FUCK OFF. A blog is a blog. It's a place where I'm not telling it straight to your face, so if there're anything offensive you wanna settle, don't. These are my feelings. Deal with it, don't deal with me. Otherwise, stop coming to my blog and stalk me please.
And also, regarding my previous entries, if anyone of you have a problem with it and thinking of spreading the news. Go ahead. But let me first explain to all of you: - This blog is a blog all about me, my thoughts, my emotions and my heaven. If anyone of you has a problem with any of the four discribed here, I suggest that you fuck off as well and doesn't matter of me losing readers. Obviously, I don't care about that at all! I just wanted a place to write my feelings and to ease every pain I have within me. And don't tell me to bottle myself up otherwise I'll explode and that would certainly kill you, I'm sure.
Honestly, I'm not really as bad as you think. Maybe just a little egotistical, or perhaps, sarcastic. My humours may be unique, or perhaps, a bit arrogant. That's just me. And I'm not changing my style nor myself to please everyone that steps into my Bardic Circle. If you have a problem, please don't create any troubles here. If you wanna enjoy this place and maybe have some laughs at times, make yourself at home. Go get some sip of vodka while surfing this site.
Well now, anybody can get fed up about my writing or about my opinions. But that's just me and if you wanna kill me, go ahead. I'll be back to haunt you. Nah... just kidding. Just don't come in. I don't wanna see you either.
For my readers who continues reading my writings and catching up with what's been going on in my life, I love you guyz.. You guyz are my friends, whether I know you or not, I'll be glad to meet you up in future given any chance at all. You are the ones who understands me and don't mind spending some time understanding every word from my heart. I LOVE YOU peeps.
Alright now, time-out for craps, I shall return next time with better entries. Till then, seeya!
I need everybody's help. I'm currently in a writer's block syndrome and no matter how many pills I choke myself with will not help me at all. I'm sitting here, all blanked out. Totally wordless in my mind. Suddenly, I felt that my fingers are creaking. And my mind's very distracted (I've no idea what are they).
It's been a fortnight of sleepy days and also a long hiatus since I picked myself up to blog. And honestly, I have nothing. Nothing to blog about. You see, when things are going rough and when sorrows are creeping on to me, I'm full with words and I can even write paragraphs after paragraphs of complains and curses on every corner of this tiny little place of mine. However, peace times are what I view as times that I'll never grow. Seriously, I would rather like to have a more advanturous times outside than to stay in this stupid army barrack with four walls injecting rust into my mind through osmosis. But with a slight distress or a slight agonizing moments (of course with a happy ending) would be good to make my day. And if so, I'll be wordy to put my thoughts and make this blog a little more interesting.
You guys may think I'm a masochist. No. I won't consider myself one. I don't pretty much enjoy pain like some psychopathic idiots, who tore their flesh or burn themselves as human sacrifice. And they go - Eeerrr... ooohh... errr... aww.. thinking their god will save them in their self-created sufferings.
I'm not a sadist either. Maybe if I'm mad to a certain level, I would be perceived as one. However, deep down, I know there's still an angel within that'll stop my murderous mind from shoving a tampon up one's ass (with my hands of course.. I don't have a pussy).
Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking for trouble to make my day. I'm just bored. BORED. And this feelings sucks. I wanna get things done. And I'm the kind of person who hates idling around waiting for a fly to pee on my face. If that is so, I'd get up and do something about it. But what the heck? I'm stuck in this damn barrack where everything here is all third-grade. I repeat - THIRD-GRADE. To all those S.A.F. regulars or personnels, if you disagree with me here, please FUCK OFF. A blog is a blog. It's a place where I'm not telling it straight to your face, so if there're anything offensive you wanna settle, don't. These are my feelings. Deal with it, don't deal with me. Otherwise, stop coming to my blog and stalk me please.
And also, regarding my previous entries, if anyone of you have a problem with it and thinking of spreading the news. Go ahead. But let me first explain to all of you: - This blog is a blog all about me, my thoughts, my emotions and my heaven. If anyone of you has a problem with any of the four discribed here, I suggest that you fuck off as well and doesn't matter of me losing readers. Obviously, I don't care about that at all! I just wanted a place to write my feelings and to ease every pain I have within me. And don't tell me to bottle myself up otherwise I'll explode and that would certainly kill you, I'm sure.
Honestly, I'm not really as bad as you think. Maybe just a little egotistical, or perhaps, sarcastic. My humours may be unique, or perhaps, a bit arrogant. That's just me. And I'm not changing my style nor myself to please everyone that steps into my Bardic Circle. If you have a problem, please don't create any troubles here. If you wanna enjoy this place and maybe have some laughs at times, make yourself at home. Go get some sip of vodka while surfing this site.
Well now, anybody can get fed up about my writing or about my opinions. But that's just me and if you wanna kill me, go ahead. I'll be back to haunt you. Nah... just kidding. Just don't come in. I don't wanna see you either.
For my readers who continues reading my writings and catching up with what's been going on in my life, I love you guyz.. You guyz are my friends, whether I know you or not, I'll be glad to meet you up in future given any chance at all. You are the ones who understands me and don't mind spending some time understanding every word from my heart. I LOVE YOU peeps.
Alright now, time-out for craps, I shall return next time with better entries. Till then, seeya!
RaNtED-
A Word of Caution!
If your skin is so damn bloody thin like an egg membrane, I suggest you get out of this fuckin' place!
But, if you are staying, I presume that you're not one of those sissies. Alright, title says it all. This is a place I vent all my frustrations and disagreement.
Besides, it contains a bit of my taboo criticisms. Obviously, this isn't a place for any Tom, Dick or Harry with a weak heart.
Dislikes
Mouths that speak lies; Betrayers; Back-stabbers; Indecisive Personality
Things That Make Me Angry
When others aren't being serious with me when I'm serious with them; When others offended me (it takes quite a skill to really offend me); When others don't mean what they say and don't keep promises
What I Hate or Against
Abortion; Divorce; Smoking