Self pity - Served with spice of depression & garnished with dejection
Look, I often try not to ramble or rant or do anything that remotely resembles self-pity. I think the reason why we think wallow in the deep, deep waters of self pity is that we keep comparing. Hence, the term kiasu-ism. So you think you’re forlorn enough huh? You think you’re just a pile of garbage huh? Get a grip dude, haul yourself out of the Goddamnit waters and start saying your thank You prayers. No prayers for you? All the same, just pick up every sorry little piece and n start stickin’ em’ together, and make sure every single damned piece stay where they are. Because if those oh-so-fragile fragments fall apart, its gonna be a helluva mess to patch up, honey. You don’t want that. I sure as hell don’t want that.
~ Le bonbon rien n’est tout ce que vous avez, mon cher.
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Hey what if my status din fit into either of the Friendster options? I noticed theres a new one, called Its complicated, but I dun quite fit into that category, not yet anyway. What am I?? =p How come there’re no options like single but not available, single and very much available * giggles * or the likes hmm?
Why..?
We rode into town the other day
Just me and my Daddy
He said I’d finally reached that age
And I could ride next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide
We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that man
That my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes
So I said "Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I’ll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows
Daddy, please can’t you do something?
He looks as though He’s gonna cry
you said he was stronger than all of those guys
Daddy, please tell me why
Why does everyone want him to die?"
Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And Daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Boy was he right
But I could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide
So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds
To a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross
And it said, "Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for My robe?
This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows
Father, please can’t You do something?
I know that You must hear My cry
I thought I could handle the cross of this size
Father, remind Me why
Why does everyone want Me to die?
When will I understand why?"
"My precious Son, I hear them screaming
I’m watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own
Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know
But this dark hour I must do nothing
Though I’ve heard Your unbearable cry
The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies
Soon You’ll see past their unmerciful eyes
Look there below, see the child
Trembling by her father’s side
Now I can tell You why
She is why You must die
Nichole Nordeman :: Why
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Dang it. Term is commencing next week and I still can’t get enuff of holidays! T.T Its the last week of holidays and now det I recall, I din do much for the past week. Actually I din do much throughout the 4-5 weeks of break. =p Oh wait, I DID do sumthin. Plenty of yamcha sessions and DevilMayCry3, det is. Hehe!
Did I tell you hows my results? Its not what I expected at all.. Sigh. Wait. Dun sigh. Life’s too short 2 sigh. Its 1.30 in the mornin. I’m bored. I’m hungry. I’m pretty much awake. I went 2 rent sum books today, and I saw the 5 previous HP titles. Too bad they din have the latest one, it was rented out. (Obviously) But anyway, I did manage 2 rent Laurell Hamilton, one of my fav read. Hehe!
I’m in a pretty good mood now, muahaha! Why? You have 2 ask me 2 find out. =p I’m not gonna spill it here, on this blog. Too risky. XD Hmm.. Any good movies recently? I’m waiting for Charlie&TheChocolateFactory and Corpse Bride. Johnny Depp. Hes what I call sexy. XD Dun agree? Suit yourself, not myself. =p I din watch many movies dis time, surprisingly. Mon Cherie, we should go more often. Your treat. Wahaha! =p Okay dets pretty jin kak. I’ll pay looo.. =)
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Children. The image ingrained in our brain is that of cute, wide-eyed little people, sometimes mischievous, at times angel-like, or a mixture of both. A friend of mine once said children are a blessing. Are they really? *chuckles* That’s for you to decide.
I have friends who craved a family of their own, (yes, they start thinking which brand of diapers they prefer at this age) families blessed with these bundles of joy. (yeah, you heard that right, bundleS, that makes it PLURAL). On the other hand, we have people saying they’d never have children, even staying single. No offence but I think its pretty dumb to conclude this issue, particularly at this age. Life works in funny ways you see, those who are so anti-children will end up the first to hop into the labour room. You could adopt, but that’s another point.
As for me, I’m at odds. I’m not sure if I ever want to have children. I mean, I can’t even take care of myself, what’s more being a mother? Yeah, another friend did say once a woman gives birth, she will never sleep. I mean, LITERALLY, baby. And then theres family planning, conception, childbearing (9 whole months of wobbling around, I don’t think the idea appeals very much to me), childbirth, raising em, teaching em, feeding em, disciplining em, spanking em, loving em, cleaning after em, watching em grow up, and finally leave the nest. You could try asking your dearest mommy. I salute those working mommies, slaving away in the office from nine to five, and handling the kids the moment they’re home. The homemakers aren’t given an easy job too. Superwomen.
Then of course, there are the less fortunate ones who, for some reasons, could not conceive. Even if theres a slight glimmer of hope, they would chance on it, anything, anything at all to have a child. Such extremes. However, given today’s rapidly advancing technologies, nothing’s impossible. We know that. Test tube babies. (This technology is 20+ years old!) Imagine what we could achieve. To have, or not to have. Adoption is an option though.
I guess I’ll have to deal with this issue when it crops up. And no, I’m not pregnant (don’t think I’ll ever be), merely pondering. If you have any thoughts, regarding children, feel free to post. You could flame me if you want but I dun think I wrote anythin offensive.. =p
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* Smooches and winks * Hello there.. =D Welcome aboard. I’ll take you for a helluva ride. =p
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