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underneath the stars
`one day, i swear, i will have the courage to face myself.

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Wednesday, April 30, 2008
3:06 AM

oh dear me, it has been an AWFULLY long time since i posted.
Not that anyone particularly cares.
Because well, my blog was dead.
maybe it will still remain quite dead for a pretty long time.
because unlike most people
who cam-whore and put a gazillion pictures on their blogs.
Sadly, i do not have any to show-off.
Even if I did have any, I won't.
double-ha.

So anyway,
been pretty stressed up lately with all those sh*t stuff coming to me.
Teachers giving us a lovely time
trying to mow us down with their barrage of
insurmountable tests and more tests.
it makes you wonder what happens
to the term "Sweet sixteen"
Oh wait, THAT is in the American setting
where you can get a car license
and well, quite old enough to guzzle down beer
and your parents are slowly letting go of you.
Yes yade yade, with freedom,
you have to exercise responsibility
and sometimes too much freedom can hurt you
blah blah blah and blah.
whatever, really.
I don't even HAVE the chance to say the perks of being sixteen.
yes, besides able to watch NC-16 movies
but who cares?
Many have already tried-and successfully- sneaked
into NC-16 movies.
so, it isn't really a privilege.

Teenagers these days,
we just never seem to have the right moral values.
Whatever we do, the adults will think its wrong.
And they won't hesitate to swop down at you
and swiftly correct your mistake with that
big fat smirk on their faces as if they are saying in their minds.
"Ah-ha! I got you this time!"
Yes, so we might did something wrong.
But sometimes the way they correct us has two adverse effects.
One, we might actually be humbled by it
and try to accept and correct that mistake.
The other, we just ignore these people.
Them and their sanctimonious smirks on their face.
Then, the rebellious monster that resides in our blood
comes roaring and clawing at them and we turn our ears off.
They just don't understand.
Even if we did something wrong, the way
they put us down [sometimes in front of everyone]
is utterly embarrassing and it hurts our pride.
Even if we refused to admit it,
we are all proud creatures.
Who likes to be put down?
Adults should learn to reflect on themselves too
when they correct our mistakes.
The way they lecture someone, its not nice.
And its embarrassing-sometimes.
Yes, we might did something wrong- whoever don't?
And we might already be feeling guilty already,
but then adults starts berating us,
we become bitter.
And resentment takes its toil-
and we don't want to change.
we don't want-BECAUSE you want us to change.
we teenagers always do things the opposite way.
everyone has been through this phrase,
so no point denying and saying you have been
a good little girl or boy.

Long gone are the days where we humans practice humility.

Oh dear, i feel like i writing essay like that.
sorry, just suddenly have this inspiration to write it
after all that has been happening to me.
and this isn't even the gist of it.
no wonder nobody visits my blog.
too english, they probably say.

sigh, whatever really.
I'm now currently crazy over Bleach, so gonna watch it.
till then, later.
>.<

hmm...i think i'm gonna change blog soon.


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