Don't tell me the sky is the limit when there're footprints on the Moon

Friday, October 3, 2008

Sometimes, there are things which i wanna say out, which i wanna complain to.
That's what a blog is for, people might say. Or, you've got your friends what.

Well, i think somethings arent just for people to hear. Somethings are just too sensitive for everyone else. Somethings just aren't suitable to be posted up on a blog. Somethings are only meant for certain people to hear.

Damn it.

there is a common saying that mothers are always right. I beg to shitting differ. I think parents can be right sometimes but not always the time. There are things they would'nt know and no matter how many years they have had experienced life, in some circumstances, it means no shit. Their judgement may not always be right, despite whatever they tell you to do is for your best interest.

But then again, no one's perfect. So obviously you cant expect perfect parents. Some are full of shit, some have little flaws, some dont even give a shit. Whatever it is-no perfect parent. Period.
We can only hope that above whatever they're doing, they actually do try to improve as parents. That's what matters, not just keep their stuck up believes with them till their graves.

shitcake.
I enjoyed myself today. Small jamming session with ethan at amanda's house. I thought we kicked ass. Lets hope marco can play bass for me. Then it would be mission accomplished-band formed, lets go Showstopper.

kusu island tmr. Lets hope i drop into the sea or something. It would make a great story.

Ethan's dad gave him a quote which ethan gave me eventually.
It goes like this "Sticks and stones can hurt my bones, but names-they don't hurt me"

i blogged@ 10:06 PM
When I die, they'll say, 'He couldn't play s***, but he sure made it sound good!'