Life's busy. Life's boring. Life's bitchy. Life's bombastic. Life's balestier.
Rofl, the last one was quite random. The first one is super true.
Anyw, i kinda agree and decided that the com and the internet is the root of all evil. Surprisingly, i still wna associate myself with it even though i know.
Well ive decided on one more thing. Another recall...I remember once i was told, that at a stage one can only choose between social, studies and cca. One can only choose 2 at the most. Haha, i was kinda in doubt but now i guess ill make my choice. I choose... * its a secret =) *
~yoz~bert~yoz~
6:45 AM
HI i have hereby hacked into wilbert's blog (with his permission) and announce that im selling his password for $5. all interested parties can tell wilbert. we're splitting the takings 50-50. xD
okay nevermind. just hacked into say HI. (and to link myself) -_-'' later.
regarding wilbert's previous post, all i can say, is chill and dont be sad. and to follow your heart cuz in life if you arent happy, life will totally stink for you. ho hum. words of wisdom. =)
this is tiff, by the way. the 06ip03 one. later.
~yoz~bert~yoz~
12:40 AM
As one gets older, one grows smarter. As one gets smarter, one grows to be more mature. As one gets more mature, one tends to have better opinion of the surroundings and events.
Oh well, one year. I say i've learnt a lot. Lots of dilemmas. The same number of decisions made and all seem to be right at that instant. Yet on hindsight, regrets started to manifest.
Once again. Another crossroad. Another dilemma. Another decision to make. Another fear of making the wrong decision. Yet another time-bomb or another treasure chest.
A headache, a drop of tear. Emotions, zooming around the brains like electrons. Thoughts, flying around in the head like protons. Fears, Manifesting itself in the mind like neutrons. Decision, a choice that has to be made like a process in a nucleus.
Oh well, at the end of the day, you learn another thing. Life's like that XD Haha, ok i think these few incidents have really let me learn and think back on lotsa stuffs. Perhaps im just not meant to be in it, but yea it has really taught me lotsa things. 3 more months, i really hope i wld be with you all, but in a better environment. Sry but i really don't wna stay in a place where i can't be happy, even if it meant doing something i like a lot.
[continuation]
Its generally known that dams of Mars will definitely be stronger than that of those of Venus. Yet one thing we can't deny is that the purpose of both dams is to control the water. We have to admit that one day eventually, even Mars' dam will open. There are many reasons, many purposes, many different timings to when the dam will open. However, one day, it will regardless of the factors... It opened yesterday and the water started gushing out.
Different reasons and perhaps to the other dams still tightly closed, they won't understand the particular dam that opened the gate that very day. Just take for example the dam that just opened the gates yesterday. 8 months ago, during the last battle that would decide a different fate for that squad if it were a lost or a win. In the end, the fate was casted, the battle was a lost and that squad had to march behind the winner. That very day, a few dams opened their gates. That very dam that opened yesterday wondered to himself at that time, "what are wrong with all that dams, they are behaving like the dams of venus." That dam was told he was strong. Yet to himself, he just didn't understands why one should open the gate that very day. Now he gets it, and thinking about it, he understands and feels it.
14 months ago, it was played upon seeing the glory of his ex-school's team. 13 months ago, it was played and worked hard on to be the best given the competitive nature. 12 months ago, it was played to be the best in order to play. 8 months ago, it was played for the fun and enjoyment of the game albeit being slack. Alas, it was also because there was no reason that it shouldn't be played. 2 weeks ago, it was played with nothing of the above. But hatred and pride.
Alas, so many reasons there are. So many reasons there are to play the sport. And it has to end with the nastiest of it all. Hatred. Some debate that hatred is a fuel to motivate the soul, hence its good. Some debate that hatred is a growing evil and should be discarded. And to me, i have accepted both.
Many times in the past 14 months, thoughts of not playing have manifested in the mind, shooting out from the mouth. Yet coming to think of them, how many times are they true. Twice. Once in the past and the other...
Again i say, i simply love it. In fact i love it too much that i cannot afford myself to hate it because of some external factors which spawns hatred. And the only way to continue liking it and not let those hatred influence my mind, is to have nothing to do with those hatred. And the only way, is to sacrifice the love for the hatred to maintain my love for the love.
14 months ago, I really like it... to throw, to field, to bat, to pitch, to run, to shout, to win, to put in so much effort in it...
14 months later, i still like it...to worry, to talk, to strive, to walk, to strike... But ultimately, the difference is, i admire it that it can sacrifice itself for a happier me, to sacrifice itself before evil seeds ruin its image, to remain as fun as it used to be.
~yoz~bert~yoz~
2:41 AM
Oh gosh as some of you can see from my msn nic..It was really scary for me during maths test. Not because i don't know how to start on the questions, but when i was attempting the second question, my calculator spoilt! I started hitting the calculator against my palm but it didn't come to life! And after the test i realised i was so stupid, i could have punched the 'reset' button! Well, so i went to use my graphic calculator. The surprise was, the screen said ' Battery low..Pls replace them..' Rofl! I was stunned for a few minutes!
Anyw, lotsa careless this time round. Bleh! Anyway, sarah tan went to pull me to accompany her to listen to the council talk after school. Initially i was told it might end in 15 minutes, but in the end the whole thing lasted 1 hour! Rofl, and we promised each other not to get influenced by the propaganda. But in the end there was this urge to join, however i still resist myself. UNTIL shawn came and started persuading me to run. Gosh, that was the splint that was needed to light up the spark!
~yoz~bert~yoz~
4:01 AM
