Friday, March 27, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
I Need A Corrector
They say that a person's feeling can be described through words. What is it that tells a person's current feeling? The words used, the style of the sentence. Or the adjectives. Because right now, I'm writing this in tears. They've stopped for now, and I'm having a terrible nose block and headache.
You see, if you were to read the first few lines, could you tell my thoughts, my situation? Only when I mentioned about myself crying did you realise that I'm in pain. Only when I sound out does my thoughts reach others. So its more like, I'm hitting a wall. After hitting do I feel the pain, other than that it remains that, silent, oblivious to my agony.
I hate this. i hate relationships that's feelings are shown only when sounded out. Unfortunately, it seems I'm in plenty of them. I'm sure that my sarcasm or rather my name calling harassment might have caused a few to sob, but how would i know if I weren't told. You might say that I should have realise it but how would I realise it when I haven't been given a chance to understand a person? I guess I'm lacking the self conscious on what is funny and what is over the top.
Its a two way relationship, if you don't say a thing, I'll never. You might think that I ought to have realise it, then perhaps you're wrong. Perhaps i'm not the sharpest knife when it comes to such a topic. I don't need comforting, I need someone to point my mistakes. I don't need a comforter, I need a corrector.
You see, if you were to read the first few lines, could you tell my thoughts, my situation? Only when I mentioned about myself crying did you realise that I'm in pain. Only when I sound out does my thoughts reach others. So its more like, I'm hitting a wall. After hitting do I feel the pain, other than that it remains that, silent, oblivious to my agony.
I hate this. i hate relationships that's feelings are shown only when sounded out. Unfortunately, it seems I'm in plenty of them. I'm sure that my sarcasm or rather my name calling harassment might have caused a few to sob, but how would i know if I weren't told. You might say that I should have realise it but how would I realise it when I haven't been given a chance to understand a person? I guess I'm lacking the self conscious on what is funny and what is over the top.
Its a two way relationship, if you don't say a thing, I'll never. You might think that I ought to have realise it, then perhaps you're wrong. Perhaps i'm not the sharpest knife when it comes to such a topic. I don't need comforting, I need someone to point my mistakes. I don't need a comforter, I need a corrector.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
A Slut's Diary
What to write, what to write...
How would I start this new entry? I suppose I ought to write something relevant.
What is relevant? the fact that I can't pronounce 'through' , 'three' and 'wealth'?
The many words that seem to come out just wrong from my mouth.Heck it sounded alright to me, but somehow it caused me lessons in front of the whole class.
Unlike before, i don't feel humiliated, rather i take it as an experience.
I've grown i guess. Perhaps my determination to have confidence in speech is working..
Hah, its become a diary. I think diaries are stupid. Why? because the life of a student is boring. Its full of the normal daily routines.
So lets write the diary of someone, a diary of a prostitute. :D
(Although a prostitute is probably gonna use vulgarity in her blog, I still refuse to do so.)
5/3/2009 ( Thursday )
11.15.pm
Here I am sitting in front of my laptop. Its so totally killing me. I mean its like friggin 11pm and I'm here writing a blog? It means that I've got no costumer. It means that no friggin pathetic single or married men wants me. If you ask me, I prefer single men.. they have no friggin women so they'll fool around more. They have more experience than those married men. Its like, married men has their only friggin style and its like created just for their wives. I mean, your wife ... isn't like every other woman's... friggin married men. They're so much trouble. they so friggin wanna have an affair but yet are scared off their balls to do so. They think that a bad tan or an ugly coat from FCUK is gonna hide their shit? I say they're worthless shit. If you wanna have a bloody affair, do it openly you dickhead. Men are the shit.And sex is the shit. The whole bloody world is the shit.
Shit you bitch!
Your truly,
An failed impersonation of a slut.
>_>.. whoops I couldn't keep off the vulgarity.
How would I start this new entry? I suppose I ought to write something relevant.
What is relevant? the fact that I can't pronounce 'through' , 'three' and 'wealth'?
The many words that seem to come out just wrong from my mouth.Heck it sounded alright to me, but somehow it caused me lessons in front of the whole class.
Unlike before, i don't feel humiliated, rather i take it as an experience.
I've grown i guess. Perhaps my determination to have confidence in speech is working..
Hah, its become a diary. I think diaries are stupid. Why? because the life of a student is boring. Its full of the normal daily routines.
So lets write the diary of someone, a diary of a prostitute. :D
(Although a prostitute is probably gonna use vulgarity in her blog, I still refuse to do so.)
5/3/2009 ( Thursday )
11.15.pm
Here I am sitting in front of my laptop. Its so totally killing me. I mean its like friggin 11pm and I'm here writing a blog? It means that I've got no costumer. It means that no friggin pathetic single or married men wants me. If you ask me, I prefer single men.. they have no friggin women so they'll fool around more. They have more experience than those married men. Its like, married men has their only friggin style and its like created just for their wives. I mean, your wife ... isn't like every other woman's... friggin married men. They're so much trouble. they so friggin wanna have an affair but yet are scared off their balls to do so. They think that a bad tan or an ugly coat from FCUK is gonna hide their shit? I say they're worthless shit. If you wanna have a bloody affair, do it openly you dickhead. Men are the shit.And sex is the shit. The whole bloody world is the shit.
Shit you bitch!
Your truly,
An failed impersonation of a slut.
>_>.. whoops I couldn't keep off the vulgarity.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Dead Baby Jokes
Here's a series of dead baby jokes that are bound to refresh your day and make you rethink about having those parasites known as children.
Dead Baby Jokes
Whats funnier than twelve dead babies nailed to one tree?
One dead baby nailed to twelve trees!!
Whats the difference between a dead baby and a trampoline?
I take my shoes of before I jump on a trampoline.
Whats the difference between a porche and a pile of dead babies?
I wish I had a porche in my garage!
What is Red pink and silver?
A baby chewing on razors
Whats green black and rusty?
The same baby 2 weeks later.
"why would you put a baby in a blender feet first?
so you could see the look on its face as it gets chopped up"
how many babies does it take to paint a house?
depends on how far the blood splatters as you throw them against it
a baby is born, and the doctor starts throwing the baby against the wall
"why are you doing that?" she asks
"oh, don't worry, its already dead"
what’s the difference between a truckload of dead babies and a truckload of bricks?
you cant unload the bricks with a pitchfork
what is red, screams and goes around in circles?
a dead baby with its foot nailed to the floor
whats the diff between a dead baby and an onion
you cry when you chop up onions
if a tree falls on a baby in the forest, and there is nobody around to hear it, is it still hilarious?
Q: What's blue, purple, pink, and sits in the corner?
A: A baby with a rubber band around it's neck.
Q: What do the gynaecologist and the pizza delivery boy have in common?
A: They can both smell it but can't eat it!
what do you call a dead baby hanging on your wall?
art
Q: What's black and blue and smokes in the corner?
A: A baby chewing on an extension cord
whats purple, covered in pus and squeels?
a skinned baby covered in salt
what do you get when you have sex with a pregnant woman?
a baby with a black eye!
what do you get a dead baby on its birthdday?
a dead puppy
whats worse than a baby in a trash can lid?
a trashcan lid in a baby
Whats the best thing about dead siamese twin babies?
THREESOME!!
whats small, red and cant turn in a hallway?
a baby with a javelin through its throat
• How do you stop a baby crawling round in circles ?
Nail its other hand to the floor.
Why do you unload a truck full of babies with a pitchfork?
So you can tell which ones are still alive.
How are babies and the elderly alike?
Both are fun to throw out of moving cars
What's white and bobs up and down in a baby's crib ?
A Pedophiles ass.
What's the difference between a lamp and a dead baby?
It's really easy to turn on a lamp.
How many dead babies does it take to screw in a light bulb?
As many as it takes to climb on top of them in order to reach the socket.
What's grosser than gross?
A garbage can full of dead babies.
What's grosser than that?
The one at the bottom is still alive.
What's grosser than that?
He has to eat his way to freedom.
What's grosser than that?
He goes back for more.
Dead Baby Jokes
Whats funnier than twelve dead babies nailed to one tree?
One dead baby nailed to twelve trees!!
Whats the difference between a dead baby and a trampoline?
I take my shoes of before I jump on a trampoline.
Whats the difference between a porche and a pile of dead babies?
I wish I had a porche in my garage!
What is Red pink and silver?
A baby chewing on razors
Whats green black and rusty?
The same baby 2 weeks later.
"why would you put a baby in a blender feet first?
so you could see the look on its face as it gets chopped up"
how many babies does it take to paint a house?
depends on how far the blood splatters as you throw them against it
a baby is born, and the doctor starts throwing the baby against the wall
"why are you doing that?" she asks
"oh, don't worry, its already dead"
what’s the difference between a truckload of dead babies and a truckload of bricks?
you cant unload the bricks with a pitchfork
what is red, screams and goes around in circles?
a dead baby with its foot nailed to the floor
whats the diff between a dead baby and an onion
you cry when you chop up onions
if a tree falls on a baby in the forest, and there is nobody around to hear it, is it still hilarious?
Q: What's blue, purple, pink, and sits in the corner?
A: A baby with a rubber band around it's neck.
Q: What do the gynaecologist and the pizza delivery boy have in common?
A: They can both smell it but can't eat it!
what do you call a dead baby hanging on your wall?
art
Q: What's black and blue and smokes in the corner?
A: A baby chewing on an extension cord
whats purple, covered in pus and squeels?
a skinned baby covered in salt
what do you get when you have sex with a pregnant woman?
a baby with a black eye!
what do you get a dead baby on its birthdday?
a dead puppy
whats worse than a baby in a trash can lid?
a trashcan lid in a baby
Whats the best thing about dead siamese twin babies?
THREESOME!!
whats small, red and cant turn in a hallway?
a baby with a javelin through its throat
• How do you stop a baby crawling round in circles ?
Nail its other hand to the floor.
Why do you unload a truck full of babies with a pitchfork?
So you can tell which ones are still alive.
How are babies and the elderly alike?
Both are fun to throw out of moving cars
What's white and bobs up and down in a baby's crib ?
A Pedophiles ass.
What's the difference between a lamp and a dead baby?
It's really easy to turn on a lamp.
How many dead babies does it take to screw in a light bulb?
As many as it takes to climb on top of them in order to reach the socket.
What's grosser than gross?
A garbage can full of dead babies.
What's grosser than that?
The one at the bottom is still alive.
What's grosser than that?
He has to eat his way to freedom.
What's grosser than that?
He goes back for more.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Funny shit
Funny shit, for me that is. Others might find it cruel and disgusting.
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
The Link For The Funny Shit
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
The Link For The Funny Shit
Bananas are awesome. They taste awesome, they're easy to eat and they're cheap or should I say easy to find, except for the lousy sap around a banana. I've cut down a lot on my internet time since this year. And my focuses are mainly on this blog and facebook which is currently spammed by the notorious happy turtle...
I kinda missed my crunchyroll days, but chatting there and being a mini mod seems to have lost its touch. The crunchyrollers know me as maki, they know me as the highly exalted maki who can strip any child naked with a gleam of my eyes. True story...
Which concludes that the internet cannot be trust. because I'm actually 70% gay and is transexual.. true story .///.
Now that you've read this far, just what direction am I heading? From bananas it jumped to cr then til fake identities.. you can pretty much tell that I'm random. Very random indeed. One might think that I'd fit in with them 4chan users.
Just what is it that I want to write about? Anime perhaps? I've watched dozens of animes, each of different genres. I could summarise the synopsis but seeing how overrated it is, its kinda lost its touch.
Just what is it that would make people want to come back, why do people follow blogs? because they want to know about a person, they want to hear their thoughts, their feelings no matter how messed up it is. Because people want to have a reason, because people want to have friends. Men cannot live alone, me are meant to socialise, they're meant to live in groups. Solidarity is hell enough.
So I'm guessing I wish to start a blog that would give others a reason to follow, something that would play a role in the internet world. Although it may be virtual, or insincere, at least you're enhanced some how or another.
Where will I be headed? that's for me to write and for you to give me a reason to write.
Note that I tend to spice up my tags.
Feel Free To Worship Me.
I kinda missed my crunchyroll days, but chatting there and being a mini mod seems to have lost its touch. The crunchyrollers know me as maki, they know me as the highly exalted maki who can strip any child naked with a gleam of my eyes. True story...
Which concludes that the internet cannot be trust. because I'm actually 70% gay and is transexual.. true story .///.
Now that you've read this far, just what direction am I heading? From bananas it jumped to cr then til fake identities.. you can pretty much tell that I'm random. Very random indeed. One might think that I'd fit in with them 4chan users.
Just what is it that I want to write about? Anime perhaps? I've watched dozens of animes, each of different genres. I could summarise the synopsis but seeing how overrated it is, its kinda lost its touch.
Just what is it that would make people want to come back, why do people follow blogs? because they want to know about a person, they want to hear their thoughts, their feelings no matter how messed up it is. Because people want to have a reason, because people want to have friends. Men cannot live alone, me are meant to socialise, they're meant to live in groups. Solidarity is hell enough.
So I'm guessing I wish to start a blog that would give others a reason to follow, something that would play a role in the internet world. Although it may be virtual, or insincere, at least you're enhanced some how or another.
Where will I be headed? that's for me to write and for you to give me a reason to write.
Note that I tend to spice up my tags.
Feel Free To Worship Me.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Message to Wei Yuu
I've read my friend's blogs. There's a bitter envy, meh they have replies. They have readers. Its pretty obvious that no one pays any attention, it might be a language barrier? or is it my sarcasm that isn't happy reading.
Its nice to be heard, its nice to have the courage to sound your thoughts.
I lack that courage in lengths, in miles and light years in fact.
Weird, the latest blog entry my one and only "bitch" also known as follower posted is similar to my thoughts this past week.
I hate myself, for giving advice but not taking it myself. I hate myself for being discovered, for being weak. Nothing good ever comes from pride, and nothing good ever comes from me, since I'm full of pride. Its fun to have others remember your birthday, its nice when you're being remembered, when you're being put into consideration.
Here's a little message to my one and only blog follower, your little entry made me write about such things, do you still think that you're nobody? do you still think that nobody cares? Everyone plays a part, everyone affects everyone.
Life's a bitch, you either continue to be its bitch, or make it your bitch.
Its nice to be heard, its nice to have the courage to sound your thoughts.
I lack that courage in lengths, in miles and light years in fact.
Weird, the latest blog entry my one and only "bitch" also known as follower posted is similar to my thoughts this past week.
I hate myself, for giving advice but not taking it myself. I hate myself for being discovered, for being weak. Nothing good ever comes from pride, and nothing good ever comes from me, since I'm full of pride. Its fun to have others remember your birthday, its nice when you're being remembered, when you're being put into consideration.
Here's a little message to my one and only blog follower, your little entry made me write about such things, do you still think that you're nobody? do you still think that nobody cares? Everyone plays a part, everyone affects everyone.
Life's a bitch, you either continue to be its bitch, or make it your bitch.
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