Thursday, April 30, 2009
30 april
a recap of yesterday: to add on to my NOT-SO-PERFECT day. somehow somewhat it must be spoil by so many things. i went to meet dear at je then we travelled to jurong point to pack our dinner. i was kinda feeling alright after meeting my babes. but they bomb me with a secondary school mate memory test. i still cant figure out who is swee chin btw. hahas.
well then here it goes, i went to 7-11 wanted to get a decent cup of BIG GULP. for dunno wad shitty reasons that 7-11 CARBONATED drinks do not have GAS...... well i dont give a heck actually cos all i wanted was a cup of drink. FULL STOP. then there is this beng and lian couple or wad so ever...
the guy speak to my dear and he goes," hey, no carbon lei" *well i bought mashed potatoe and BIG GULP, how the hell my dear knows which is he refering. and cant he speak in FULL SENTENCE?? for god sake!*
dear due to his BLUR-ness went, " uuhhh????" *my dear dont really like to care about others*
then the guy went abit more HARSH saying," NO GAS LA"* i super bu shuang cos i hate ppl screaming somemore at mine BF???!!!WTF*
so i went, " WHAT NO GAS!" in a beri loud voice.
the guy make a face like " OH-MY-GOD, YOU DONT KNOW WHAT IS NO GAS?"
then silence, my dear pass me money then when i was about to pay... mumurs behind LOUD enough and AUDIBLE enough for ME to HEAR!
the guy went," no gas oso don't understand. later drink liao then noe nor."
the girl went," ppl's business you oso KPO. let they drink themselves la."
the guy went," ya nor. no gas oso dont understand, let them drink it and they will noe it!"
i was thinking HELLO i hell NOE WAD IS NO GAS. for FUCK SAKE. i dont need them to tell me. i happy. its only a 2.10 BIG GULP must so KNS or not?
i paid the cashier and i speak uber duper LOUD,"THANK YOU!"
it shut them up. well they are speaking chinese to themselves the whole time, and speaking english to both me and dear. they thot i DONT UNDERSTAND CHINESE. omg. i can seriously slap them or punch them if i m not holding anything. i m fucking pissed by the morning things. and they can seriously think to themselves that they are so KIND when passing RUDE comments.
furthermore, earlier on as they are pressing the drinks from that counter, they are like hecking us as we QUEUE behind them to get the drinks.
the lian goes," wa liao i want 100 plus la...."*some fucking animal mating sound*
the beng goes," anything la dont so choosy la...."
yada yada blah blah blah. dont wish to continue. NO BRAINER TALK. they thot they are some HOT stuffs. posing them. eeeekkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pls la. go eat shit and reflect. you like GASY drinks and fart everywhere your fucking business HELLO i m not you and your DONT LIKE TO EAT gf. who goes, " i dont know how many days never eat liao". to the lian, " go africa la, dont nid to eat one. best give the wild animals feed on you. BETTER STILL go get aids and you can forget about living. BENG, you want go and care your SO-CALLED lian. dammit. i dont need both YOUR CONCERN. THANKS."
seriously, let me ask you. if you speak in a proper manner, will it kill you? if you want to express your concern. let me show you how BENG. and further more he is diner club's promoter or salesperson. i dont think your sales works this WAY!!!!!
speak like this, " hey sir, just to let you know that the 7-11 carbonated drinks is not gasy due to their maintenance problem. you sure you want to buy that?"
my dear will go," oh okay, i will tell my gf. thanks for telling me" *smiling away*
then i will go," dammit 7-11 eat shit la. thank you lei!" *smiling at him and giving the 7-11 staff a BIG HARD GLARE.*
get it turk head. use your language wisely and you get the same bk. dont go bad-mouthing at ppl in mandrain just becos you thot i dont understand it. pig head. eat shit la.
for those ppl, who felt that i should feel grateful and instead of complaining. you are a fucker and fuck off from my blog. F you and hope you die early yeah. stupig turk heads.
a recap of yesterday: to add on to my NOT-SO-PERFECT day. somehow somewhat it must be spoil by so many things. i went to meet dear at je then we travelled to jurong point to pack our dinner. i was kinda feeling alright after meeting my babes. but they bomb me with a secondary school mate memory test. i still cant figure out who is swee chin btw. hahas.
well then here it goes, i went to 7-11 wanted to get a decent cup of BIG GULP. for dunno wad shitty reasons that 7-11 CARBONATED drinks do not have GAS...... well i dont give a heck actually cos all i wanted was a cup of drink. FULL STOP. then there is this beng and lian couple or wad so ever...
the guy speak to my dear and he goes," hey, no carbon lei" *well i bought mashed potatoe and BIG GULP, how the hell my dear knows which is he refering. and cant he speak in FULL SENTENCE?? for god sake!*
dear due to his BLUR-ness went, " uuhhh????" *my dear dont really like to care about others*
then the guy went abit more HARSH saying," NO GAS LA"* i super bu shuang cos i hate ppl screaming somemore at mine BF???!!!WTF*
so i went, " WHAT NO GAS!" in a beri loud voice.
the guy make a face like " OH-MY-GOD, YOU DONT KNOW WHAT IS NO GAS?"
then silence, my dear pass me money then when i was about to pay... mumurs behind LOUD enough and AUDIBLE enough for ME to HEAR!
the guy went," no gas oso don't understand. later drink liao then noe nor."
the girl went," ppl's business you oso KPO. let they drink themselves la."
the guy went," ya nor. no gas oso dont understand, let them drink it and they will noe it!"
i was thinking HELLO i hell NOE WAD IS NO GAS. for FUCK SAKE. i dont need them to tell me. i happy. its only a 2.10 BIG GULP must so KNS or not?
i paid the cashier and i speak uber duper LOUD,"THANK YOU!"
it shut them up. well they are speaking chinese to themselves the whole time, and speaking english to both me and dear. they thot i DONT UNDERSTAND CHINESE. omg. i can seriously slap them or punch them if i m not holding anything. i m fucking pissed by the morning things. and they can seriously think to themselves that they are so KIND when passing RUDE comments.
furthermore, earlier on as they are pressing the drinks from that counter, they are like hecking us as we QUEUE behind them to get the drinks.
the lian goes," wa liao i want 100 plus la...."*some fucking animal mating sound*
the beng goes," anything la dont so choosy la...."
yada yada blah blah blah. dont wish to continue. NO BRAINER TALK. they thot they are some HOT stuffs. posing them. eeeekkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pls la. go eat shit and reflect. you like GASY drinks and fart everywhere your fucking business HELLO i m not you and your DONT LIKE TO EAT gf. who goes, " i dont know how many days never eat liao". to the lian, " go africa la, dont nid to eat one. best give the wild animals feed on you. BETTER STILL go get aids and you can forget about living. BENG, you want go and care your SO-CALLED lian. dammit. i dont need both YOUR CONCERN. THANKS."
seriously, let me ask you. if you speak in a proper manner, will it kill you? if you want to express your concern. let me show you how BENG. and further more he is diner club's promoter or salesperson. i dont think your sales works this WAY!!!!!
speak like this, " hey sir, just to let you know that the 7-11 carbonated drinks is not gasy due to their maintenance problem. you sure you want to buy that?"
my dear will go," oh okay, i will tell my gf. thanks for telling me" *smiling away*
then i will go," dammit 7-11 eat shit la. thank you lei!" *smiling at him and giving the 7-11 staff a BIG HARD GLARE.*
get it turk head. use your language wisely and you get the same bk. dont go bad-mouthing at ppl in mandrain just becos you thot i dont understand it. pig head. eat shit la.
for those ppl, who felt that i should feel grateful and instead of complaining. you are a fucker and fuck off from my blog. F you and hope you die early yeah. stupig turk heads.
Labels: if you want to spread kindness do it the RIGHT way people.
cia penned♥ Thursday, April 30, 2009.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
29 april.
morning is disastrous. freaking k. its pouring cats and dogs. then i m like. hurhur luckily, mum is not so stupig to put out clothes on such freaking weather. i m so into zzz-ing. then my tummy aches. freaking hell. i drag myself to kitchen. to my horror, pouring rain. drench floor filled with water. ALL THE CLOTHES ARE DRENCH BECAUSE MUM HUNG IT OUT. muther-fucker. so i m like keeping those clothes.
imagine. 9th storey. clothes filled with water. heavy. after keeping the clothes. i m drench from head to toe. yeah!!!! the whole kitchen floor is filled with rain water HURRAY. fuck shit. i clean like nobody business. and my tummy aches. get the fucking point i m trying to get. i must get all the clothes out to re-wash. meanwhile dial mum's office to give her a good scolding. continue with gng to toilet first. my shit cant wait. so mop the fucking floor after i finished shitting. mop and mop and mop and wipe all the wet stuff. i hate the rain.
then jus went to re-hang the clothes to sun. great the pole holders are filled with rain water. hurray. so when i stuff the bamboo into it, it spilled rain water. i m so happy cos it spilled on other's ppl clothes. they deserve it. hahahahahahas. *i don't need any comments here, i happy, i shuang, fucked off*
then i went to see youtube videos on tyra banks. cos i wanted to get her bangs. then i come across "how to do my own hair extension" which lead to somemore videos of "scene hair". its kinda cool. then i keep thinking of NOW, whether i should layered my freaking hair. or get my bangs done. dammit.
WHAT THE HELL IS SCENE HAIR?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XagQgPZvHKM&feature=related
morning is disastrous. freaking k. its pouring cats and dogs. then i m like. hurhur luckily, mum is not so stupig to put out clothes on such freaking weather. i m so into zzz-ing. then my tummy aches. freaking hell. i drag myself to kitchen. to my horror, pouring rain. drench floor filled with water. ALL THE CLOTHES ARE DRENCH BECAUSE MUM HUNG IT OUT. muther-fucker. so i m like keeping those clothes.
imagine. 9th storey. clothes filled with water. heavy. after keeping the clothes. i m drench from head to toe. yeah!!!! the whole kitchen floor is filled with rain water HURRAY. fuck shit. i clean like nobody business. and my tummy aches. get the fucking point i m trying to get. i must get all the clothes out to re-wash. meanwhile dial mum's office to give her a good scolding. continue with gng to toilet first. my shit cant wait. so mop the fucking floor after i finished shitting. mop and mop and mop and wipe all the wet stuff. i hate the rain.
then jus went to re-hang the clothes to sun. great the pole holders are filled with rain water. hurray. so when i stuff the bamboo into it, it spilled rain water. i m so happy cos it spilled on other's ppl clothes. they deserve it. hahahahahahas. *i don't need any comments here, i happy, i shuang, fucked off*
then i went to see youtube videos on tyra banks. cos i wanted to get her bangs. then i come across "how to do my own hair extension" which lead to somemore videos of "scene hair". its kinda cool. then i keep thinking of NOW, whether i should layered my freaking hair. or get my bangs done. dammit.
WHAT THE HELL IS SCENE HAIR?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XagQgPZvHKM&feature=related
Labels: i hate rainy days now. because it makes my clothes drench. and make me DRENCH.
cia penned♥ Wednesday, April 29, 2009.
Monday, April 27, 2009
27 april
the tattoo shop information is at my cbox. scroll down to see the webbie. its kinda expensive as namecard size already about $60-90 le wor. hahahas. take a look at the webbie then we shall see whether we want to go down and pay a visit.
anyway just a reminder to chloe, lizhen and lynn. if you happens to pass by my blog. we are having steamboat outing on the 30th april at bugis. meeting venue:bugis mrt stn, time @ 7pm. :)) cya there together with justina, weiqi, meiyi and kaixin. :)))
i m still rotting at home. hahaha. lalala. random random.
the tattoo shop information is at my cbox. scroll down to see the webbie. its kinda expensive as namecard size already about $60-90 le wor. hahahas. take a look at the webbie then we shall see whether we want to go down and pay a visit.
anyway just a reminder to chloe, lizhen and lynn. if you happens to pass by my blog. we are having steamboat outing on the 30th april at bugis. meeting venue:bugis mrt stn, time @ 7pm. :)) cya there together with justina, weiqi, meiyi and kaixin. :)))
i m still rotting at home. hahaha. lalala. random random.
cia penned♥ Monday, April 27, 2009.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
23 april
somehow, somewhat. i miss those days. the days when i still have my innocence securely attached to me; the days when i hate being young and naive. The Days... when i use to be locked at home. looking at the world from that door. and i imagine how it is fun to stay out all day all night. The days when i always say i want to be 15 years old, i don't know why but i think i will like myself being 15. The days when i m forced to sleep at 10pm at night. no television. The days when i claim that "aiya, i have no freedom de nor". The days when i go for "underground dating" as being in a r/s is a exciting adventure. The days when i do everything without thinking about CONSEQUENCES. The days when you go hiding around in the house when your family teach you a lesson with a cane. hahas. sadist. but joy is in my heart. reminiscing my childhood. nope. reminiscing my innocence. dont know just feel with that kinda i wish i m still young. as you get older you wish you are younger. that is ironically true. and pathetically ironic.
However, when reality hit you hard in the face, you cant escape neither could you avoid but to face it.
laine maybe migrating to taiwan. help me get rainie yang signature and photo. hahas. jus joking. we all have to grow up one day, don't we. or rather we are already grown up. now i finally understand the meaning of, "it's tiring to be a grown up, you will know it when the time comes"
i know it. cos i know the meaning of having being bothered by monetary terms, educational status, results, achievements. where is the innocence we all once had. none left as we turning 20. its tiring. well suddenly, i hope the solar storm is a real thing. maybe. hahas.
insipiens are great at destroying themselves. they love self-destruction. they always thought that they had created a better world but they never knew that the world they created lead them to them to their death.
likewise for insipiens, life is never a bed of roses but a bed of thorns where it were hidden and hurting us as we walk deeper into it. the patterns followed and as time goes by, scars are formed. maybe. the word "maybe" gives me too many probability, i prefer "yes" or "no".
what am i seeking for? or what am i trying to reminise in the past? is it ever going to be coming back to me, or is everything just a nice sweet dream? A new chapter unfolds itself and end abruptly before i realised it. I am still looking forward with that excitement of "what if"....
random random.
life is still kinda smooth sailing for me. no expection; no disappointment. i m just hoping to get everything done in an orderly manner and proceed into life as usual like anyone else.
somehow, somewhat. i miss those days. the days when i still have my innocence securely attached to me; the days when i hate being young and naive. The Days... when i use to be locked at home. looking at the world from that door. and i imagine how it is fun to stay out all day all night. The days when i always say i want to be 15 years old, i don't know why but i think i will like myself being 15. The days when i m forced to sleep at 10pm at night. no television. The days when i claim that "aiya, i have no freedom de nor". The days when i go for "underground dating" as being in a r/s is a exciting adventure. The days when i do everything without thinking about CONSEQUENCES. The days when you go hiding around in the house when your family teach you a lesson with a cane. hahas. sadist. but joy is in my heart. reminiscing my childhood. nope. reminiscing my innocence. dont know just feel with that kinda i wish i m still young. as you get older you wish you are younger. that is ironically true. and pathetically ironic.
However, when reality hit you hard in the face, you cant escape neither could you avoid but to face it.
laine maybe migrating to taiwan. help me get rainie yang signature and photo. hahas. jus joking. we all have to grow up one day, don't we. or rather we are already grown up. now i finally understand the meaning of, "it's tiring to be a grown up, you will know it when the time comes"
i know it. cos i know the meaning of having being bothered by monetary terms, educational status, results, achievements. where is the innocence we all once had. none left as we turning 20. its tiring. well suddenly, i hope the solar storm is a real thing. maybe. hahas.
insipiens are great at destroying themselves. they love self-destruction. they always thought that they had created a better world but they never knew that the world they created lead them to them to their death.
likewise for insipiens, life is never a bed of roses but a bed of thorns where it were hidden and hurting us as we walk deeper into it. the patterns followed and as time goes by, scars are formed. maybe. the word "maybe" gives me too many probability, i prefer "yes" or "no".
what am i seeking for? or what am i trying to reminise in the past? is it ever going to be coming back to me, or is everything just a nice sweet dream? A new chapter unfolds itself and end abruptly before i realised it. I am still looking forward with that excitement of "what if"....
random random.
life is still kinda smooth sailing for me. no expection; no disappointment. i m just hoping to get everything done in an orderly manner and proceed into life as usual like anyone else.
Labels: i just want to express my bottle of thoughts....nothing much.
cia penned♥ Thursday, April 23, 2009.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
19 april
HELL at deustche bank. great working experience. get all the tiredness and all the f-up attitudes from executives like never before... wooo cooool. dammit. anyway luckily my babes were with me or else. i think si liao.
Replies to tags:
chloe- you want to work at esplanade? hahaha serve cocktail that kinda. hey you got alot of lobang hor. rmb to come for 30 april steamboat hor. :))))
lizhen-thanks babe. sorry about the shangrila thingys. can't help you out! rmb to come for 30 april steamboat. :))))
i had already sign up for SIM. i had alr make up my mind. if i really freaking cant get into sim by this june. i think i will opt for overseas. mayb entry to uni nxt year. cos this year maybe way too late for entry.... hmmm.
my babes are gng bk to school on monday. hurhur. then i will nua at home. cos no more concession. plus i hab no money left liao. poorrrrr.... pooorrr.. argh. money money where are you. sians.
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HELL at deustche bank. great working experience. get all the tiredness and all the f-up attitudes from executives like never before... wooo cooool. dammit. anyway luckily my babes were with me or else. i think si liao.
Replies to tags:
chloe- you want to work at esplanade? hahaha serve cocktail that kinda. hey you got alot of lobang hor. rmb to come for 30 april steamboat hor. :))))
lizhen-thanks babe. sorry about the shangrila thingys. can't help you out! rmb to come for 30 april steamboat. :))))
i had already sign up for SIM. i had alr make up my mind. if i really freaking cant get into sim by this june. i think i will opt for overseas. mayb entry to uni nxt year. cos this year maybe way too late for entry.... hmmm.
my babes are gng bk to school on monday. hurhur. then i will nua at home. cos no more concession. plus i hab no money left liao. poorrrrr.... pooorrr.. argh. money money where are you. sians.
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cia penned♥ Sunday, April 19, 2009.
Monday, April 13, 2009
13 april
i m lost. utterly lost. lost in the direction leading me onto the future. am lost lost lost.
i chose SIM. i want to go in. i want replies. i dont care how freaking tough it is. i swear to work my ass off. if i still cant get into a local uni that is reputable that can had me employable next time. bye singapore. BYE. eurgh.
i know i m only good at talking or saying, but some things in life i want to achieve it. personal aim personal goal. i dont need anyone to know what i m mumbling about. it's my life.
LOST. freaking LOST.
NOW, i love watching telly. doing nth. being aimless. sleeping in the day. being an owl at night. my dark circles had deepen. i dont give a heck. i m freaking stressed out by the fact that i cant get into a uni. no one to blame but MYSELF, for nt being hardworking. that's right.
i m still fighting on. i want my degree goddammit. and i cant freaking sleep. why must my family keep asking me to go Australia when i dont even know whether i can make it to overseas uni. am i so detestable. or is it i m so weak in my academic that i might not be employable in future. fcuk it k. i know what are my priorities in my life.
i m not like some ppl you can read by looking at my bloody ugly face. wadeva. anyway jus venting some residue anger spilling inside me. so no offence to anyone or wadeva.
random pictures. i want to upload. my ugly recent face.
a random statement: i love sleeping over at my dear's hse. :)) it make me forget the earth spin for awhile. keke. no stress but rest. i want that.
i feeling it building in me. when my mum ask me for replies from uni. i m like. hey mum, i m goddamn stupid in poly k, dont bother me will ya? and dad i hell noe my cuz does well in aust uni, but goddammit i m not acc student. i might not get employ immediately after my studies.
i m lost. utterly lost. lost in the direction leading me onto the future. am lost lost lost.
i chose SIM. i want to go in. i want replies. i dont care how freaking tough it is. i swear to work my ass off. if i still cant get into a local uni that is reputable that can had me employable next time. bye singapore. BYE. eurgh.
i know i m only good at talking or saying, but some things in life i want to achieve it. personal aim personal goal. i dont need anyone to know what i m mumbling about. it's my life.
LOST. freaking LOST.
NOW, i love watching telly. doing nth. being aimless. sleeping in the day. being an owl at night. my dark circles had deepen. i dont give a heck. i m freaking stressed out by the fact that i cant get into a uni. no one to blame but MYSELF, for nt being hardworking. that's right.
i m still fighting on. i want my degree goddammit. and i cant freaking sleep. why must my family keep asking me to go Australia when i dont even know whether i can make it to overseas uni. am i so detestable. or is it i m so weak in my academic that i might not be employable in future. fcuk it k. i know what are my priorities in my life.
i m not like some ppl you can read by looking at my bloody ugly face. wadeva. anyway jus venting some residue anger spilling inside me. so no offence to anyone or wadeva.
random pictures. i want to upload. my ugly recent face.
a random statement: i love sleeping over at my dear's hse. :)) it make me forget the earth spin for awhile. keke. no stress but rest. i want that.
i feeling it building in me. when my mum ask me for replies from uni. i m like. hey mum, i m goddamn stupid in poly k, dont bother me will ya? and dad i hell noe my cuz does well in aust uni, but goddammit i m not acc student. i might not get employ immediately after my studies.
Labels: i m just a lost soul for now....
cia penned♥ Monday, April 13, 2009.
Friday, April 10, 2009
10 april
i know i haben blogged for quite a long time.
replies to tags:
to NEO: yeah its expensive. i dont think i m getting it. too common and EX lol.
to laine: unfortunately we are HUMAN BEINGS... solar storm..... LOL.
anyway a short passage about recent happenings: i remove my bloody expensive hair extension. no regrets here becos my real hair are falling. that's pathetically sad. and it makes my scalp itch, red and kinda swollen. wadeva. it gives me dandruff.
and i oso quarrel quite alot with dear. cos of our differences in opinions. we are fine now. lalala. i think maintaining a r/s requires alot of attention, love, care, concern, understanding. sum all in one word. EFFORT. and.... LOVE... hahaha. i love you dear. i m looking forward to our 46th months. :)))
i feel like piercing. piercing my navel, piercing my tongue. i dont need any comments here. i oso feel like doing my tattoo. sounds crazy? perhaps. i shall consider about it. involves lots of $$.
now bk to reality, it seems like local uni applications dont seems any hopeful to me. i dont know how to go about applying overseas uni. any suggestions here? most probably will consider UK and Australia. US maybe? eurgh the thought of it, puts me off. friends, my dear... family er.. not really. cos my dad is oso overseas?.... hmmm. a tough decision to make. damn. i hate it when it involves lots of thinking.
went to cenosis for a free treatment i won in an sms quiz. then same old punch line for me. slim down while you are young. its easier. who dont know easier. like its easier to be said than done. however, i m quite determined la.
i know i haben blogged for quite a long time.
replies to tags:
to NEO: yeah its expensive. i dont think i m getting it. too common and EX lol.
to laine: unfortunately we are HUMAN BEINGS... solar storm..... LOL.
anyway a short passage about recent happenings: i remove my bloody expensive hair extension. no regrets here becos my real hair are falling. that's pathetically sad. and it makes my scalp itch, red and kinda swollen. wadeva. it gives me dandruff.
and i oso quarrel quite alot with dear. cos of our differences in opinions. we are fine now. lalala. i think maintaining a r/s requires alot of attention, love, care, concern, understanding. sum all in one word. EFFORT. and.... LOVE... hahaha. i love you dear. i m looking forward to our 46th months. :)))
i feel like piercing. piercing my navel, piercing my tongue. i dont need any comments here. i oso feel like doing my tattoo. sounds crazy? perhaps. i shall consider about it. involves lots of $$.
now bk to reality, it seems like local uni applications dont seems any hopeful to me. i dont know how to go about applying overseas uni. any suggestions here? most probably will consider UK and Australia. US maybe? eurgh the thought of it, puts me off. friends, my dear... family er.. not really. cos my dad is oso overseas?.... hmmm. a tough decision to make. damn. i hate it when it involves lots of thinking.
went to cenosis for a free treatment i won in an sms quiz. then same old punch line for me. slim down while you are young. its easier. who dont know easier. like its easier to be said than done. however, i m quite determined la.
THE FEAR by Lily Allen
I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them
I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear
Life’s about film stars and less about mothers
It’s all about fast cars and passing each other
But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic
and that’s what makes my life so fucking fantastic
And I am a weapon of massive consumption
and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear
Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
‘Cause I’m being taken over by fear
"i am not a saint but i m not a sinner,
now everything is cool as long as i m getting thinner. :)"
now everything is cool as long as i m getting thinner. :)"
Labels: i dont need anyone to agree with me. show me the due respect.
cia penned♥ Friday, April 10, 2009.
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