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Tuesday, February 19, 2008


sigh ...

i guess today made me realise that i should just leave myself alone. its like what's the point of even trying to make friends when all of them just use you. simple day-day example, you come to school, gets left alone until they need you. for example they come up to you and ask whether did you do your homework which is a bloody redundant question since you do it everyday. so they will borrow your homework and take it for what do they call it? copying! it's your hardwork, its like damn the copycats man, cant they just do it themselves. furthermore, when there are tests, they would bombard you and i mean SERIOUSLY bombard you with questions until you yourself also gets confuse. take todays poa test for example. maybe its because you didnt study enough but still getting confuse!

And when you need them, what do they do, they simply dissapear from the face of the world, pretending they dont know you. oh another example. sitting at the canteen after school. you sit with them, after eating they move away leaving you alone there. then you try to join in the conversation and sit with them but they leave you out of the conversation. makes you wonder whether you are invisible or not.

another simple fact if you got to have a friend in the class, get one that is not so bloody busy and has the ability to abandon you in the times of need and give excuses that work tremendously well and it makes sense. simply cause once he/she abandons you, you get stuck, with no one to talk to and the stupid insults just come flinging your way. "do you job la" "emo!' whatever the insults shouldn't be that bad, its the silence that affects you more. you sit there, try to start a conversation, people ignore you and your class is simply divided into 3 main types of people, the loud mouths, the okay ones and the outcasts. and oh they so dont give a damn about whether you live or die unless they want an answer in which they know you do know and that you're a big enough sucker to give it all away. it's irritating trying to answer all those stupid questions and when you ask them questions they stare at you in the face and says i dont know? you so clever you dont know meh? anyway besides the singlish, takling to them is seriously degrading, so it shouldnt be of a shock why 3/4 of the class failed english.

simply they assign you jobs that no body wants to do during cip oh and simply you get the icing on the cake. you sit there, tries to start a conversation, they ignore you like urgh! attitude. and what is so bad about being anti-people after seeing all these things that people use you for. they just want the answers, the test chapters, the answers to homework... because they only want to improve themselves and make the rest fail. i guess the term degrade your friend while upgrading yourselves, seriouslt applies to this stupid world. think for yourself if you were to only pay attention to yourself, you would be better of without them. mooching you for the answers.

you need them, they dissapear, simple terminologies. guessing that you are just a substitute, where the usual meeting place is getting more unknown, sooner or later, you should simply go to being anti- all people who mooches from you and leave you alone in times of need then to be anti-people. in that case, you can simply get rid or more people. learn filtering you primates!

babaric acts, thats what i call it, because they target your soft spot. they know you are all alone, so they use you for the homework and ACT friendly. *note the caps * and what do they do when you need them, they dissapear, go "poof" or pretend you're invisible or doing it very nicely saying "oh i dont know, i seriously dont know" well FUCK OFF *note i do not normally use vulgarities unless im seriously pissed* stop denying the fact that you do not know, that you just want you to be dumb so at the end of the year they can simply say "oh i beat you haha ha" whatever, all the childish acts this society is willing to do just because of a stupid game called life.

simply primitive the way these people think, if you cannot upgrade yourself, drag the top people down, and they slowly drag them down one by on until those at the bottom rise to the top. talk about the fight for the throne.

if you cant do your homework ask the teachers, if not ask friends who you know and you better not dissapear when they need you, or simply they would too dissapear, and these cold and empty world would become emptier.

i guess whoever who's reading this would know how i feel i hope those BITCHES AND BASTARDS who mastered the art of mooching is reading this because i seriouslt CANNOT TAKE THIS ANYMORE

-screw all you faggots-

| Into My Thoughts @ 9:53 PM |


Friday, February 15, 2008


song tongue tied by faber drive

Bright cold silver moon
Tonight alone in my room
You were here just yesterday
Slight turn of the head
Eyes down when you said
I guess I need my life to change
Seems like something's just aren't the same
What could I say?

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
And every time that I try I get tongue tied
I'll need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I stare up at the stars
I wonder just where you are
You feel a million miles away
(I wonder just where you are)
Was it something I said?
Or something I never did?
Or was I always in the way?
Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
And every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by
I need a little more help than a little bit

Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I know it feels like the end
Don't want to be here again
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
What it takes I don't care
We're gonna make it I swear
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
Again

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
But every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I know it feels like the end
Don't want to be here again
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
What it takes I don't care
We're gonna make it I swear
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2m0wDCcABQk go watch the video is nice

| Into My Thoughts @ 10:51 PM |




i guess you stole more than my heart, my soul is with you too.

i was thinking about you the entire day, i bet you sneezed like mad. i can't bear to loose you again, you're the only person that totally captivated my heart. screw the people who thinks you're not pretty for it isn't the looks that matter but what lies inside. And thats why i love you.

i've been thinking of you the entire day, thinking of the great memories yesterday. i'm missing you. you're the very first person i celebrated valentine's together. you mean a lot to me. i guess i've returned to my normal self but i shouldn't take you for granted. i am serious when i said i love you like mad.

i hugged jr oink the entire day, because that's the only thing that can make me feel that you are with me....

-lock my heart in your chest-


| Into My Thoughts @ 10:35 PM |


Thursday, February 14, 2008


14-02-08

it was suppose to be the worst valentines but i guess the ending was awesome.

i guess it was unexpected. i guessed i returned to who i am before. or maybe, just for today .

so i went to whitesands to get a flower, people who are selling the flowers in scho0l, i guess you did not get this consumer to purchase your flowers.

FEEDBACK!!!!
- their flowers are damaged and i mean like totally
- i'm not going to carry a flower the entire day in school unless someone gave it to me

oh well at least i know the farmer would be happy as she did not reject my flowers !!! (please refer to pasts post for those who are oblivious to what im saying)

Oh the sales girl at the flower shop was weird !!!

i went there and stoned infront of the chiller. (1st time ok!!)
She was serving a customer then,
i went like heck it la i took a rose and went to the cashier counter
P.S the customer enquired about a bouquet of flowers that cost 90 BUCKS OMFG 90 BUCKS!!!
(at least the farmer ain't deprived ^^)
so i was queing then she beckoned me to the counter.
i was like as if im not going to pay.

then after paying, it was bus time, i hopped onto the bus headed to rachel's house. i was freaking then, i thought i had taken the wrong bus. (ain't i paranoid)

I went to her house. (details not included buzz off you nozeypokers) and urm the so called "im going there to study" was great ^^. ha she wants to murder me!!! someone save me!!!

and then the unexpected thing happen at the bus-stop. (details not included, i guess you people really are nosey, MYOB MAN !)

ok so i went home hyper, like seriously hyper, i was floating !!!!

oh well i guess i cant go back to how i use to blog in the past. ahhhh
*********************************************************

oh well i guess you needed time. somehow, i couldnt let you go, i guess everything was resolved today. you told me to guard your heart, i did, and i will, i promise i wouldn't break it. And YOU'RE NOT A SCREW UP OK!!! i mean it. if you're a screw up, i wouldn't be even talking to you. =P

let us be forever, my heart, belongs to you. i trust you.

6 months and 1 week
- because i could not forget you-

| Into My Thoughts @ 10:02 PM |


Wednesday, February 13, 2008


this is the end where the story begins

i guess leaving a person to be alone would make the person to think of a lot of things. i thank you guys for that. A simple four words should get the message across. I'm not a substitute.

It's rather simple really, for i'm that selfish brat who sits there every morning, watching his friends leaving him one by one. simple day to day routine, the selfish brat comes to school and sits there stoning, since his consience is clear as he did his homework and has studied. Having a clear consience he sits there awaiting some casual chat. oh but the poor brat had to see his friends leave him.

the excuses they come up with, it doesn't work after a while. The same old excuse every morning. I need to go copy homework. so he leaves, but WHERE'S THE SOURCE? oh right the source hasn't arrived and the so called copisation become a wonderful chat . Oh and he lead the rest, one by one the selfsih brat saw them left, and their leader had a weak excuse of "copy homework" change it for once i beg you. it's getting boring listening to those lies. i guess i've seen through you, the crocodile tears, the manupulative person that you really are and those lies that you speak with nothing but a glint at the mouth. Oh that's not all, the next guy comes and goes to the toilet i guess i can't really blame him. ha at least he doesn't go around copying homework when he didn't do it. Oh no no no the next guy simply would only come at this time to, same reason copy homework. it's rather sad really, guess i cant blame them. or can i? so the next guy comes again in his black jacket and what does he do, he didn't do his homework, he copies or does it himself in the morning but the location is simply the place where space is getting thin. so there the selfish brat sits waiting for them to come back. he figures the impression he is giving is that he is pathethic and has no friends. that may be true, may be false. who knows. or rather who would even want to know.

oh and he realise the only time they call him to go out, is when they need him, or his homework. they need him, cause they could not find anyone else, homework source would always be him. its rather simple. oh yes the manupulative mind of modern people. i guess i've seen it all right where the place's space is getting wider and unfamiliar. guess people change, most of it for the better in cases, for the worse. it depends on how you see it.

so the selfish brat sat there thinking and he realised something. the greatest friends he ever had are those he hardly meet. those people are true friends. they call you to go play when they are near, they may be busy but they never miss a friend. guess this is the life that the selfish brat has to lead.

He ponders, changing the terms he used to use. the vocabulary and the grammar shall all change. those he used to call friends should simply be labeled classmates, or rather ex classmates. those he used to call distant friends, are true friends. The distance does not matter, its about the people they love.

similarly people change becoming gayer and gayer. he can't stand it, when who is the guy to say that the selfish brat junior is gay when he himself is turning into one. It might be the influence i guess. or maybe he thinks its a trend. who knows, but simply it doesnt work.

I'm not a substitute the selfish brat think to himself, and i guess i shall stop being pushed around. It all ends now, or can it?

i'm not a substitute he says to himself
now let everything end
for being a substitute
has made him seen
how wonderful
the people he
used to call friends
truly are
hello my ex class mates

| Into My Thoughts @ 9:27 PM |


Saturday, February 9, 2008


this is a story of a boy

he knew he was never special, just and ordinary kid. he knew he was not talented, and was good at nothing. he knows he's a good for nothing and that his life was meaningless. he may have friends, friends, but he knows he would never be able to reach their level. his usual clique, 5 boys 4 girls. and in that group is one in which many of the guys coveted for. he knew, he would never match up to them. Biter Ouium was a nice guy, even if he is controlled by his parents. he is rich and he has the virtues of a gentleman. Saole ink, he is sincere another nice guy and a fun person to be with. Saole also has a muscular body. Tangy oil, he is rich, filthy rich, nice guy, great memory, and he has a cool temper. Jiteru moih he is a good friend, someone in which you can trust another nice guy, even though he is easily hurt, Jiteru would be fine the next day, he is also rich and he is a humble guy. Booooooiiiiing weeeee is a nice girl a very funny girl to be with its nice when you're with her, and she's cheery and all. Sampeeen mawaq she is pretty and has many boyfriends. Ywet pon is another rich girl. nice girl. And the girl that stole half the boys heart in the clique Jostoi porem . she is pretty in her own way.

he knows that no matter how hard he tries, he would never be as good as his guy friends. If he wanted porem as his girlfriend, he knew, he would never stand a chance. the guys in his clique were nice guys, unique in their own way and they are good in something. Biter is good in sales, he sees a bright future ahead for Biter. he knows that porem would like a successful guy. Biter gets along well with porem and he knows he is not a match for Biter. Saole ink is good in his studies, and his love for porem has never wavered. and he knows he is not a match to Saole. Tangy has a great mind, able to twist problems here and there, who wouldnt like a guy who is rich and has a great mind? he likes porem also. Jiteru, he is close to porem too, he is great academically and physically, a all rounder, he knows he would never ever match up to jiteru. and how about him, a weakling, anti-social, loser at almost all the games, and as dumb as a sow.

he knows that every one of the guys do like porem and he knows that he stand a 0% chance in winning her heart. who is he to fight with his friends. so all he does is to keep a distance.

he hears his friends speaking about their best friends, and he knows, if they can speak about their best friends this way, why would they not say anything about him.

porem is popular amongst guys, people she never met can become her friends just with a snap. And the guys that are actually tryng to woo her, he knows he is of no match. he stands way down than the guy that builds a house with a toothpick. he knows he is nothing

he asks himself, whats the point of living? if god created us, he must have a journey for us, a purposeful and eventful life. then he realises, if he is so bad at everything, god must have made him to be a leaverage for people with low self esteem. people would feel better knowing that there is someone that is worse then them.

his heart was made of ice, he suffered many many setbacks in his life, and he knows none of his friends really like him.......

all characthers are fictitious and any resemblance to any person will be a coincidence.
and then he thinks to himself, who is he to say he knows when he doesnt even know
why is he living in this world, a useless bum is he
and he would be better of
dead

| Into My Thoughts @ 10:41 PM |