Thoughts .... thoughts ... thoughts ...
Been 5 days since my last entry ... I haven't written anything coz .. Most of the time .. I have my parents behind my back and I hate them reading over my shoulders and when they're gone, I am just, too lazy to enter anything.I think I forgot to mention that I am EXTREMELY lazy ... ON the side bar thing ... Anyways ... I DID make it to the movies on the 20th ( after taking 2 mouthfuls of Paracetamol liquid ). I think I took a bit too much coz when I stepped outta the car I coulden't see who it was when the person was like ... 5feet infront of me haha .. ( but that didnt stop me from taking 2 grams of paracetamol in less then 30 mins afterwards ).I didn't see Fantastic 4, instead I finished watching War of the worlds. The movie was ok in general but the ending was poorly presented. The only thing that struck me during the movie is how humans strive for their survival and basically don't give a shit about others when something of cataclysmic propotions happen ) part about the car getting stolen ) But then again, there are still people out there who would carry handicapped people 70 storeys inside a building which might collapse any moment ... How on fucking earth does the human head works ? That still puzzles me everytime I think about it. Otherwise, the movie failed to leave me with any thoughts that would normall buzz in my mind for ... a few hours. I went home with Nyan and we talked about random shit ... Mostely rants about out parents .. ( I think ) .. But there were others things that we talked about .. But yeah, he might kick my ass if I said it here ... And I think he woulden't want me to say ... But at that moment I realsied, We ( teenagers ) might all seem different on the outside, but somehow on the inside, we're all kinda similar somehow ... ( I didn't draw this conclusion from Nyan alone so read on ). Then after talking and shit ... I went to watch TV and fell asleep on the couch.Nothing much interesting happened for 24 hours ... Or more ... Till yesterday evening ... I woke up to find my mom bitching at eveything ... Including me as usual ... ( I think it's a hobby of hers to just ... bitch at me ) . I just drowned myself in my music .. At full blast ... Sadly, I could hear her still bitching about me WITH my headphones on at max ... I fucking swear .. I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted to run in the kitchen, grab a knife and just knock her over, then plunge it in her neck till she shuts the fuck up ... I managed to cool down with the music ... But yeah .. If it wasn't for music, I'd be insane and be a murderer by now ... I dunno what happened for about ... 2 hours after I managed to cool down ... Until I started reading a friend's blog ... The english was like ..... WoAH ! Honestly, I didn't make much outta it ... But I only knew what it meant from linking what I know about her and some words that I could understand in the blog.But it was scary ... The words are very strong ... Then again .. something ticked in my head .. It's kinda ironic how we're surrounded by people, friends, family ... etc. but deep down, most of us are lonely in a way somehow ... and have this 'part' of us that is missing... And it needs to be filled ... I wondered maybe that's how religions are born. From people who seek this part of them to be fufilled and that religious teachinngs are there just to fill that gap and apease the human mind. I myself don't beleive in ANY religion, but I might 'beleive' one just to fufill that missing gap ... I said I might ... not that I will ... Then I bummed around and went to sleep ... Today, I went to a football match ( Myanmar vs Singapore ) . Myanmar got it's ass whopped ( as usual ) but heh ... at least I got out of the house. Umm ... Something fun did happen there. During half time , I got hungry so Nyan and me went down for some food ( I stil owe you 3 bucks nigga ) .Then When we had to go back, I noticed that I never got a ticket ( I used the VIP entrance with my 'family' ). So I decided it use it again. We went there and there were like these 2 'buff' guys there and I started opening the door, and the guy was like .. ' Who are you ? ' And I was like ' I came with A VIP ' and then pointed at the car with a white plate parked nearby... And the guy didn't ask shit no more ... I swear .. It's not like I did not came with the VIP but the security was lax man ... ( the same path was used by the crown prince later, or so I think. ) I coulda plant a fucking bomb in there for fuck's sake ! That's all for this note ... I am waiting for comments ...
Peace ...
PS: Oh yeah ... For people who are having particularly dark thoughts ... You should get these songs ...
Bobby Gaylor - Suicide Song
Good Charlotte - Hold On
PS 2 : There was an anonymous guy/chick (whatever on earth you are ... ) asking me about one of my distant cousins ... I mean ... How the fuck do people know so much shit about me ?! -.- .... That's all .. I think ...
Peace ...
Peace ...
PS: Oh yeah ... For people who are having particularly dark thoughts ... You should get these songs ...
Bobby Gaylor - Suicide Song
Good Charlotte - Hold On
PS 2 : There was an anonymous guy/chick (whatever on earth you are ... ) asking me about one of my distant cousins ... I mean ... How the fuck do people know so much shit about me ?! -.- .... That's all .. I think ...
Peace ...

3 Comments:
Ahahaha. Two good songs. -nods- I get pissed at my mom too, but not enough to want to stab her. Just enough to want to yell at her, then make her cry. But I love my mom, so I'd feel bad if I yelled at her and made her cry. lol Instead, I yell at my brother. Unfortunately, he doesn't cry anymore, he just yells back. Damn kids these days, don't respect their elders. xD
Yo, bryan, ur mom.. i swear.. JUST LIKE MINE!!! and .. GC hold on.. yea good song.. i too wanana soem time go grab a knife.. but then i remmeber.. if i did that xD my dad would kill me XD, so thats outa the question =P well i read it ..shockingly so be happy =D
hay bryan!!! haha.. i love that VIP shit. I wish I did went out with you guys and I really really regret my decisions.
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