every step i take
every move i make
every single day
every time i pray
i'll be missing you
thinking of the day
when you went away
what a life to take
what a bond to break
i'll be missing you

you should let me love you
let me be the one to
give you everything
you want and need
good love and protection
make me your selection
show you the way love's supposed to be

i am in love with you
you set me free
i can't do this thing
called life without you here with me
cos i'm
dangerously in love with you
i'll never leave
just keep loving me
the way i love you loving me

so let's have
one last kiss
one last touch
one last tender moment between us
one last dance
to our first song
while pretending there's nothing wrong

when you left
i lost a part of me
is that so hard to believe
come back baby please
cos we belong together
who am i gona lean on
when times get rough
who's gona talk to me on the phone
till the sun comes up
who's gona take your place
there ain't nobody else
we belong together


keep the culture alive

Monday, June 20, 2005

Well, guess what? I'm not doing surveys anymore! (for now)

I think I had survey burnout. But there's this one survey which I came across, and it is so bloody interesting I am dying to fill it up and post. But I will give you all a break from reading surveys and blog properly for today.

I tried analysing this obssession of mine, and I still don't know why I did so many surveys all of a sudden. No, it's not PMS. Maybe I just like being asked so many questions. Or maybe not.

Change of subject, please.

Yesterday!

Ah, Maths. Three words. I hate Maths. No other way to put it. Especially when said with that bitter I-just-got-a-ten-year-jail-sentence tone, bang my sentiments exactly.

If Maths were human, I would get an extremely horny goat to rape it.

Eh, but then again, the subject itself isn't to blame what. If we just left it alone in its own complexity without trying to come up with laws to govern it, then wouldn't life be so much simpler?

We would all still be living as cavemen.

I was so worked up yesterday, about Maths, about the education system, that I was talking uncharacteristically loudly. Ha ha right.

Why can't the system be more flexible? Why can't we choose to do what we like to do? Okay, not just like, that's too weak, but what we WANT really badly to do. Why can't I just fucking drop Maths and Physics and all those goddamned subjects and do art???? WHY??

I was trying to do Maths homework with Sarah and Husna yesterday, at AMK library and I managed till question 9 of my A Math worksheet. Then I simply couldn't be bothered. I really cannot be bothered.

I think Maths is just a waste of time, seriously. I mean, if you're good at it, then fine! Go on being good at it and don't mind me.

I know you're thinking, " She has her art to fall back on of course she can talk lah " Well stop it because that is not my point. Surely you have some talent of sorts up your behind. It's time to find it and use it! Don't just grumble about school, then grumble about your lack of talent because I'm SURE you have at least half a talent. At least?

DON'T SAY NO or I will slap you so hard.

And don't just think of things like drawing or painting or whatever you are thinking about, think about other things. Even thinking can be a talent! You never know! If everyone can find their talent then we can revolt against the system and be free of Maths!

So it all boils down to that, huh.

If your talent is Maths, then that's great, good for you! But you should put it in an occupation other than teaching Maths because hopeless students like me do not see the fucking point of graphs of functions and logarithms and whatever! Be a consultant, a financial advisor, a lecturer! Anything but a secondary school Maths teacher.

Besides, 'lecturer' sounds so much more sophisticated than 'secondary school Maths teacher', no?

Wow, that was satisfying. Finally, a real blog post! Ha! Ha!

I am in such a dilemma you know that? But I can't say it here. So pretend I didn't say that.

Hmm.

I just spent five minutes pondering about what to blog on next.

Another five.

Okay never mind.
funkadelic @ 7:34 PM

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[[bienvenue]]
people know me as syafiqin or sLik. i prefer the latter.
my mom gave birth to me on 17th march 1990.
i want to go to LaSalle, but currently sticking it out at anderson.
i live in the north, in a four-room flat, which im calling home for now.
my world revolves around graffiti, music and friends.
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