Thursday, February 15, 2007,10:51 PM

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Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting

I'm through, with doubt,
There's nothing left for me to figure out,
I've paid a price, and i'll keep paying
I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell

And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
I know you said

Why can't you just get over it,
It turned my whole world aroundand i kind of like it
I made by bed,
and I sleep like a baby,
With no regrets and I don't mind saying,
It's a sad sad story
That a mother will teach her daughter
that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.
And how in the world
Can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Saying that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over

I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should

I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should

Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting

--- not ready to make nice by dixie chicks.


my exact sentiments right now. for a totally reason from the dixie chicks though. ha

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i am so not happy

this is not a case of racial discrimination whatsoever. it's more of job discrimination.

why is it always that some titles are always labelled as the 'female' positions and since this gender is so scarce i have to slog away at it. this is totally unfair. it's not that i'm unhappy with my pay nor the lenght of my table or how grumpy my boss may be, but i'm definitely apt for the other positions. i'm sure i did make the cut. but just because some people felt that this task that you have to dearly pushed to me was 'sissy' or 'gay' in whatever stupid sense i have to resort to do all that everyone never wanted. moreover, i don't feel that this should be based on the number of years in the company. i may have only reported to work for 2 years or slightly less but that is no means a way to justify that i'm less capable than someone who has worked for five.

be more reasonable.

i'm certainly looking for an salary increament. especially if i am to do the task of someone else of a higher rank.

boo to all you sterotypes. move on slug heads.


Saturday, February 10, 2007,1:01 PM

once upon a time,


there lived a little girl. she lived in a beautiful house with beautiful people and maids and animal friends. her hair was a black as ebony, skin as fair and brilliant and shining as the sun, and lips as red and supple as roses.


to cut the story short, she grew up.


she grew into a beautiful young adult. turning heads everywhere she went. the princes in all the land were captured by her youthful spirit and gleaming beauty. and as any 'charming' and 'heroic' and arrogant young man of wealthy status would, the princes challenged each other.


and again the details of the challenge is redundant but eventually, one won the hand of that beautiful girl, and they lived happily every after, all the days of their lives together as a family.


this is of course, a fairy tale.


and why is it a fairy tale? firstly, princes are rare, almost only 0.2 in each land. secondly, a pretty girl like that would have passed away even before she can get married. either killed by anorexia or some slimming pill or face transplant/ plasic surgery (what i call barbie doll making in process) or murdered by the jealous ex-girlfriend of her current boyfriend (urgh such complicated stuff).


but the third reason, that comes to mind, of why this is a definite fairy tale, is that more and more people don't remain married to the same person from the first time they say 'i do' till death. this is extremely worring cause my future is at hand. MY future. if this trend continues, i'll probably be a sad victim of the world's mess. no, my parents are not getting divorced (thankfuly), but owing to this sequence of stupid patterns and increase in divorce cases, future would be adament on me getting divorced at least once in this lifetime (this is if i do get married but the issue on marriage will not be discussed now).


don't marriage vows contain lines like 'for richer or poorer', 'in sickness and in health' and especially 'till death do us part'? for all you out there who have said these lines and have since gotten a divorce, i call you hypocrites. liar. you have demeaned yourself as a person.


listen, i don't care about your status or how few moral values you hold. but in the action and the course of pursuing that divorced you have encouraged others to do the same. i despise you. as for those contemplating a divorce, i sincerely urge you not to do so. differences can be sorted out, problems can be solved. people can change for the better. remember sweet times and happy memories with your spouse. don't give up on your marriage.


yes i do understand that sometimes this is the consequence of adultery, change of interest and blah blah blah.. but as i've mentioned people can change.


anyway, whatever the cause, once a divorce paper is file, it will be accounted for in statistics. to those of you who have contributed, thank you for for making one little girl's dream of a lovely family, a step closer to impossible. please do not dash her hopes and dreams further. let the stain of guilt be on all who have committed such a terrible doing.




a free bird streching it wings and catching the breeze.

great exams are over and i'm free. from school work that is. i'm gonna play so really hard this hols so that when school starts, i'll be so sick of playing that i'll study. plausible? possibly, but some insist that i'm being 'unbalanced'. in the long run, it really isn't. cos i'll be playing half a year and studying the other half. see? how is it unbalanced? never mind. this is such a trivial matter. i can't believed i lowered myself to such an unintelligent topic.