why do i mind SO SO SO much that she talks exactly like me?
okie, there are million people who type and talk like i do.
but why must it be her?
okie i sound petty. i dont care.
but why? ):
i know why. and it bothers me.
asking why.. only makes me sulk more.
but seriously, step back and think of the bigger picture. we ARE really a joke. okie I AM the joke to be in this silly whirl after a year.
totally dumb.
Gb told me this, "Don't let someone become a priority in your life,when you are just an option in their life..."
true and well said. (: ----------------------------------------------
last session. and although i was totally bullied by uncle dave and subsequently by JS and Gh, im happy to have people like them around.
i never had such a 'fun' argument for so long. (: okie im not sadistic.
its kinda sad to see that WeiLi was looking kinda gloomy. i heard the reason was..his mum wasnt there to watch him. its kinda..i dont know how you describe that...the kinda 'i wanna give him a hug' feeling to make him feel better...
ya the disappointment in little kids coz of your absence and they dont tell you literally..bear in mind that feeling.
that hello and a wave that TiSeng gave me when he realised that it was me sitting beside him, makes me happy. ya, a sense of being appreciated for my presence..
kids simply have the courage to show you that they think they deserve the award. the anticipation of being called up for an award by just raising your hand, waving and saying 'me! me! me!' the sense of disappointment that it wasnt them. another wave of a loud 'YES!!!' and that air-punching fists when they know they won the group award. they simply forget that they 'lost' jus now.
courage. we grown up teenagers (i insist we are NOT adults) labelled their bahaviour as courageous, simply coz we will never have that courage to demonstrate that openly. we care about what others think about us. to the kids, they are doing what comes naturally to them, be it the happiness, disappointment.
our behaviour are actually way too altered by society. or rather, our behaviour are shaped by the majority perspective of right and wrong.
as much as i wanna give you a hug to convey ' hey dont get too upset..' or 'hey im glad to see you!!!' or 'you are badly missed.....' , i dont do that.
wads your opinion of me if i really did that? i must be mad. what if i suddenly cry just coz someone snatched some stuff away from me? what if i show that sense of disappointment right in your face because i dint get wad i want?
maybe thats why people become quiet after awhile, only to be here talking to themselves.
It's never enough to say I'm sorry It's never enough to say I care But I'm caught between what you Wanted from me, and knowing If I give that to ya I might just disappear.
Nobody wins when everyone's losing
Oh, it's like
One step forward and two steps back No matter what I do you're always mad And I can't change your mind,
Oh, it's like
Trying to turn around on a one way street I can't give you what you want And it's killing me and I, I'm starting to see Maybe we're not meant to be
It's never enough to say I love you No, it's never enough to say I try It's hard to believe that's there's No way out for you and me And it seems to be, The story of our life
Nobody wins when everyone's losing
It's like one step forward and two steps back No matter what I do you're always mad And I can't change your mind, oh
It's like trying to turn around on a One way street. I can't give You what you want and it's killing me And I, I'm starting to see That maybe we're not meant to be
There's still time to turn this around Should we be building this up Instead of tearing it down But I keep thinking Maybe it's too late.
It's like one step forward And two steps back, No matter what I do You're always mad And I, can't change your mind, oh
It's like tryin to turn around On a one way street I can't give you what you want And it's killing me and I, I finally see, Baby that we're not meant to be
It's like one step forward, And two steps back, No matter what I do You're always mad, And I, Baby I'm sorry to see, Maybe that we're not meant to be