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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

so i went out yesterday and i came back, super tired.
yet, i couldn't sleep at all.
so when i can't sleep, i think about all the things that are happening to me.
and madness arguments and confusion just runs through my mind.
arguing wuth someone else is easy; either you win because you're persuasive, or you lose because you're not good enough.
but arguing with yourself is hard. your minds works in one way and no matter which side you're standing on, it's going to be of the same standard till you psycho yourself into some sort of an answer.
so i thought. and thought. and thought.

some people just have all the luck in the world, and some just have none.
but then again, i don't believe in luck.

people always want things they can never get. they just go over and over again thinking and wishing for something they know will never return the favour or like them back or can never get.

for example, say this person, A, likes person B. now person B knows that person A likes him. but person B does not like person A at all. person B, unfortunately and most detestably finds person A so damned annoying. so person A, despite being so dejected and sad, continues liking person B, when person B doesn't give two hoots about it.

so you see, when this happens, not only person A is sacrificing her future happiness for some bozo fella who doesn't know how to appreciate her, she's also hurting herself in the process. yet, person A is unable to not like person B. stupid, you might say, but no. when it happens to you, you won't think it's so stupid.

and as much as person A knows that by continuing to like this person B, it'll make her sadder and more deprsessed than she already is, and that it is highly unlikely that she'll ever end up with person B, she still does?

yes it's foolish. heehaho.

...............................................

i swear to god my mind works wonders at night. really.
i mean, i spent the whole night thinking about it. and now my eyes hurt like crap.

i've been hooked onto yesterday's top 40 songs.

Words like love and happiness
Never seem to stand up, Baby
When you put 'em to the test, yeah
You say that you're a poet
That your love's a work of art
But you can't play love by numbers, Babe
Gotta play it all by heart

Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby
It happens all the time
How you play me, play me, play me
Playin' with my mind
Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby
You're makin' me go crazy (Ah ah ah ah...)
And if you all that love,
Then love should be a crime

Honesty bites the dust
Everytime I hear you sayin'
That love is never lost, yeah
Did you read it in a book?
Did you see it in a magazine?
Do you think that I'm some new expo?
Do you think I'm so naive?

Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby
It happens all the time
How you play me, play me, play me
Playin' with my mind
Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby
You're makin' me go crazy (Ah ah ah ah...)
And if you all that love,
Then love should be a crime

Love should be a crime...

You and me
Suddenly,
We got nothin' to say
But the words get in the way

Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby
It happens all the time
How you play me, play me, play me
Playin' with my mind
Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby
You're makin' me go crazy (Ah ah ah ah...)
And if you call that love,
Then all it was
Was a pocket full of nothing but a suicidal cause
And if you call that love,
Then love should be a ... crime


oh well. i miss o-town a whole lot.
:D
byebye.


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