Johnny's in town

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Life

I caught this from somewhere..

"Everyone have their own destinys. My grandfather's was my grandmother. My father's was my mother. I hope that mine, will be yu."

Though it's just a repetition, with different roles, it still means something.

I remember, being asked this question umpteen times.

"Would yu rather be with someone who loves yu more than yu love the other party, or someone yu love but the other party doesnt reciprocate?"

I always take forever to reply.
And my answer, will still be : "someone yu love but the other party doesnt reciprocate"

Of course, i'd hope that fellow would reciprocate somehow.

But yu know, love cannot be forced.
Yes, i totally comprehand that.

People say, we should never live to regret our decisions.
Never say words yu dont mean it at all.
Never make promises yu'll break.
Never do things to break other's hearts.
Never give up without trying...

But

Have yu ever wondered...

We all learn through mistakes.

There was never a "In the first place yu shouldnt have done this..."

If yu could predict the future, then would yu please enlighten me with the next opening set of 4-D numbers?

I need it to support someone.

Then, have yu ever wondered...

Living with yur decisions would definitely put yu through pain?
Saying words that yu dont mean, would do other's harm?
Breaking promises would be such a big no-no?
Break another's heart would be something yu deserve to be slapped?
And, give up without trying would be a total sinful act?

It sounds contradicting i know.

But i'm only trying to put a simple msg across.

Always think before yu act.

Aye...

I dont even know why i have so much crap to say tonight.

Maybe i've been too quiet?
Maybe i've been thinking too much.

I dont know.

The minute i shut, i'm thinking of something else.
The next minute, i'm laughing out loud.

So, i've concluded.

Along with a friend of mine.
That life, is full of shyt.

Bull shyt, cow shyt, dog shyt, cat shyt so on.

Thats life for yu.

Yeah, we cry, we laugh.

We feel pain, we feel joy.

We fall, we stand.

We live, we die.

We love, we hate.

We get joined, we get seperated.

No matter what, things will never be the same again.
















Okay, yu may ignore whatever i wrote up above there.

I'm outta here.

Bye bye

有没有一把剑 可以真斩了藕断丝连

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