WaLK HaRD...WaLK TaLL...n USe YoUR HeART...

Am I sick?... Well, maybe I am...to some. To others...maybe I'm just fine.

Have you ever get the feelin' that you juz wanna grab sumone by the throat and squeeze the life out of him/her? I know I have... Lookin' straight into their eyes, seein' the pain that their in and enjoy it. Then smash your fist repeatedly on the face until they bleed from their nose, eyes and mouth. Listenin' to them begging for you to stop, but that actually makes you wanna hit them harder...juz cuz the voice annoys the shit out of you...

I've felt dat one too many times... And I dun like it...not one bit... Well, the smashin' part is good...nothin' feels better than to beat the living hell out of somebody... But not gettin' to do it, is a different thing altogether. Havin' to hold everythin' back juz cuz you care for the well-bein' of other... I mean, you definately dun wanna hurt the people you care 'bout...rite?

I'm actually juz fuckin' frustrated...dat's it... I dun use the F-word on a regular basis...so, if I've started using it...dat would mean either I'm very-very angry or I'm frustrated. Dis is one example...

On a nother note... I juz realized dat I have a Facebook account... It seems dat I've accidentally created a Facebook account 'bout 3 years ago... Hmmm...uh, well...might as well use it... Even if I dun put my pics in it... Never liked the idea of takin' my pics...

Got a lot of heat from my aunts this week... Simply cuz I walked home from the office. I dun have my car with me this past week...my sister used it to go back to our parent's house. I was using my cousin sister's car for a couple of daysbefore her mum, my first aunt...wants me to return the car. The reason being...well, apparently...her neighbour wants to borrow it for their trip to Ipoh!!! Nice, huh? Dat made my other aunts furious and when they know dat I have to walk home...it got worse la...

They told me dun ever do dat again as long as they are still alive... They said dat they dun care if my uncles or other aunts dun care or anythin'...but as long as they are alive, I have to know dat I have them... Yeah, ok...ok....I'm an adult now...not 8 anymore... But it does feels good, though... Anyway...they didn't know 'bout all of dis untill my mum told them 'bout it... Hehehe... See? Dat's why I prefer to keep things to myself and dun tell anybody 'bout...almost everythin'...

I always wondered why do people juz love to be...blind. Juz blind... Why do they refuse to see the real thing. Why do they love to be blinded by the things dat is obviously and ridiculously...a lie!!! Why do they love to be blinded by shiny things and money and other shits like dat. Why do they only look at materials rather than use their common sense and think before they start doin' somethin' really, really stupid... And I have no idea why the hell do they care, or too overly concern of what others might think 'bout them or the world 'round them... The other thing dat I dun understand is why do people keep stickin' their nose where they're not suppose too?!?! Mind your own fuckin' business, will ya!?!?

Dun juz look with your eyes...use your heart... There's a reason why we have it inside...to look for somethin' that is inside...