Judgement

Judgement has jaded its juvenile restrictions regarding the
justifications of a jack-screwed jagged janizarian
and has forged with itself a jewel carved like a jaguar
to represent the jaunty javelin of Jeffersonian justice.

In turn, these jeopardizing actions jerks only peace
and such jestingly jeofail results in jostle destruction.
But fear not jovial people and let joy and jubilee jubate your Jovian heart
for justice shall be rebirth in new judegments without the judicial or the judicious. I swear justice

For I am Judgement

I gave my heart
I gave my love
Oh ho, my darling
I am true
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you

I tried so hard
So hard to please
Oh ho, my darling
What more can I do?
Doing the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you

You know I was the kind who'd run
Any time you'd call
I guess I was the only one
Who didn't mind at all
I'll be a dreamer
I'll be a fool
Oh ho, my darling
My whole life through
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you..

Am i not good enough? am i too ugly for you? too incomprehensible? why is it so hard to give me a chance? what have i done or gone wrong? lol in the end its just me myself i. people pretend to know me but they dont. they see but they do not comprehend, they hear but they do not understand. everyone's gone. Don't you ever wish you were someone else? not me. its hard to try your best but i'm still going to try. Come whatever, i'll take you down. i may have ego but i know my capacity.

A rant, and some thoughts

Society, with its social bullshit standards and all, its follow or be made fun of. Everyone's a God damn conformist nowadays. Nobody wants to be an individualist, unless its about acting all artsy fartsy and drawing a baboon's ass worth of paintings. Whats the point? people all just want to feel significant, to feel apart of this world. And some are so desperate for attention they dress up wildly and go in groups that literally scream for attention. fucking fifty cents, going around sharing cigarettes and holding a classical guitar on their shoulders like some kind of bazooka.

Emos, i cant stand the sight of them, whiny little pussies and dykes that live on the word "pity". they are like the bottom feeders to me. They self create problems and exagerate situations and always say " you will never understand" OF COURSE BITCH! WHO THE FUCK WILL UNDERSTAND WHEN YOU"RE CRYING OVER SOMETHING SO SMALL. fuck
i have a dear friend who is down with leukemia, he has only 2 months to live and he dosent act like this. You fucking emos can live for all u fucking care but u want to end life thinking its bad. if its bad then what about people in africa? bitch count your blessings.my friend wants to live but he dosent have much choice. its because of people like you god damn emo faggots that spoil the world.

i recently had some friends talk to me about girls and all. apparently i got scolded for liking someone. I find it pretty ridiculous. from what i've inquired, never like a girl, unless she likes you. because somehow, when u like a girl it puts pressure on them and they suffer. i was scolded for this. BUT if the girl likes you and you like her then its ok!, by all means go ahead. but what the fuck? so are you trying to say i'm restricted on about who i can love? this is fucking lame. so what if i like someone? not as though i forced the person or pestered the person to be with me or smth. So is it a new trend nowadays to be sinful to genuinely like someone and try their best to woo? if it is then i've got nothing to say. I wish i was borned in the oldies. where fucking everyone lives on values and not on filth and crap they call " 21st century" they fucking sin and sin and use that line to justify their actions. SO WHAT if its the 21st century, no matter what, whats wrong will stay wrong. Dont twist the system of morals just because of physical or mental pleasure and distort everything. fuck i'm fucking pissed off with this world.
Every day i'd read the newspaper and say fuck a few times. PINKDOT? screw that pink dot. love love love? screw yourselves. fucking hell, if people like you prosper, then the world will never conceive naturally anymore.

friends come and go. but some leave footprints in your heart while others steal your sand say some pretty words and then rob you of your happiness while you are naively thinking away that they are good friends. screw them. i'm not going to be emotionally attached to people much. where do they go when u need them? its so easy to sms me or call me and say you're bored, want to meet or skip sch or whatever. but after that POOF they vanish. and only re materialize when they need to make use of you again. haha the irony. whatever. i aint no artsy fartsy , emo, conformist bitch. i aint no selfish asshole that puts myself first. if u want to thread on me u can. jolly well do so now. i;ve lost my trust in human beings but not my hope. there still are good people out there and it would be bad if i didnt give them credit. Cheers to all you good people who sacrifice so much to try make this place a better place. but for the rest of you, go burn in hell, selfish assholes that acts as if the world revolves around yourselves. BAH insignificant insects.

screw this i'm going to sleep. another day to waste and wait for my demise. Whats my goal in life? the hell i know, i;ve lost all my meaning to live. Joy? sadness? contentment? i;ve felt it all. so whats new?

One for fun

my chest it seems to have become

bigger i swear, its not going down

i can barely cover it with my palm

and make it move one by one

what wonderful pair of infinite fun

i'm bringing them right out in the sun

if roses were red and violets blue

then damn my chest has got to be cool.

Awesome shoes.


A few weeks back i bought 2 plain white Vans lookalike shoes for 15 bucks. i was planning to design it on my own but inspiration failed me. so i decided to leave it in my best friend's girlfriend hands Allie. and damn did she do an amazing job. thanks allie! its a work of art!

Orange picking story

I picked an orange, which was perfect for me. it was flawless on the outside and the texture smooth and not too soft. I started peeling its skin and feasting on it, but I realized it didn’t taste so good. Not because the orange was bad or sour, its insides were all perfectly juicy and sweet. What cause the bad taste was because of me brushing my teeth. The symbolic lesson learnt from this? Haven’t figured it out, but I may have been brushing my “teeth” too much that I turned whatever that’s sweet to me sour.

The moral behind this is eat the orange before brushing your teeth. In this case, or more so in my case, I should give my best shot first before telling myself what the end result will be. If I were to tell myself what the end result would be first, I would loose hope and motivation in doing my best and the sweet orange will turn sour. Whereas if I did my best first and cross your fingers, I at least have tasted the orange first and I can clean my teeth later for necessity sake. I don’t know what this orange mean. But it just happened to me so yea. I’ll do my best for you. Because 1012 I love you.