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Monday, November 9, 2009

Meh ... Just finished reading Dy's blog, (pronounced as DEE!!) and its like ...... .................. SOOOOOOO sad , emo (as in emotional) and dark. Who knew a mum could be so ... mean ? She pinches a kid and the scar is left there for a week. Not even a scar, bruise. Worse, right ? Seriously man. My mum never did that sort of thing, though I used to disobey her... ALOT . Still do X: yeah, Im the sort who never listen to their parents, and like to disobey ): wish it was the other way around, that I could just listen to my mum ... I dont know why, but sometimes I just find her very irritating, when she asks simple things like, go and brush your teeth and sleep ))))))): could be stress, since I've got that alot recently... But a mum to discourage you to make music ?? What sort of mum IS THAT ? Music helps creativity, creativity helps you in the real world, (as in job-wise) and in the real world, all people usually care about is making money . And climbing the ladder. etc.


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On a completely different subject matter that probably will make me seem so ... self-centered, I GOT SUNBURNT , AGAAAAAAAAIINN ~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm now as red as a lobster, and as brown as Cadbury's chocolate. Can't cringe, cause it'll set off a deadly chain reaction, I'll keep cringing at the pain that the original cringe brought, so its never-ending ... etc .

Dad chasing me off to bed ): blog more tmrw, and I'll cover the past few days

Innocence
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Innocence stolen without my permission
Innocence gone without my submission

Innocence lost through another’s plan
Innocence no longer for another man

Innocence turned to hatred and fear
Innocence gone, no man can come near

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Innocence replaced by mistrust, you thought you were smart

Innocence disappears like dew in the sun
Innocence faded before it’s begun

Innocence obscured like a cloud over the moon
Innocence ripped away too soon