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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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I'm not gonna live for you, die for you
CCA Bazaar was tiring. I have not been in such a bad mood for awhile, not since the Public Transport Guy was so blatantly unapologetic about some system error with my EZlink card eating my money, and even raised his voice at us when we were obviously upset about it (I mean, you're offering a service here). People, sometimes I get so sick of people. Its the kind of pissed off when I just don't feel like saying anything, raising my voice or doing anything. Once I got home, I grabbed the Dublin Mudslide from my freezer and ate until I tasted the alcohol (which wasn't too many spoons after), then I plopped myself in front of my telly and watched Stormrider until after dinner. Sometimes people can be so narrow-minded about things. So much that they make quick assumptions, or insensitive observations, and somehow decide to take the authority to shoot you down. Why? I'm not quite sure. But its infuriating when hardwork and credit's not noticed (especially when you're given little to work with), or even without understanding the situation fully, make a completely unjustified stand and pushes it right into my face (or anyone's face in fact). If you want to be respected, earn respect. Don't act like you already have it, like you're omnipresent and omnipotent. Perhaps I take things too harsh, but it is a big deal to me that people should be a little more sensitive to the most basic forms of ettiquette, or simply acting decently to people. Sheesh. But what the hell. I shut up, and just went around hugging my dear dear friends. Thank you so much for the hugs guys. Now its time for History Revision and elsewhich. I wish I could just curl up in a little ball in my comfy bed and stay there, instead of going for double GP. |