Forgiveness, a word to all

Theevilspawnsays : Yay.. Jack won SYTYCD:Australia!!!!!!! Happy happy happy happyyyyyyyy


A poem called "Forgiveness Lane,” by Martha Gilbert Dickenson that i came across when i was having some problems during my college years, where stuff just hit me even tho i did not do anything, other than just being a college student who tries to give college her best shot. I may have done something, but that does not warrant ppl to be two faced backstabbers. I rather u guys come and talk to me straight to my face.Or maybe u just realise that it was a pointless, stupid and not to mention - very high schoolish? Who cares what others achieve, as long as you have done ur best? Does other people's opinions matter much? Even when it hit me, i was too lazy to care. In fact, I was more astonished than it happened than sad. How can coll-educated ppl be some lame? Jeez, i tot high school was for that. Envy, much? Or having too much free time to think about useless stuff that ultimately does not help at all?

Dun backstab and come to me if u have a problem. Do u realise how stupid was it is to say stuff behind my back, while i know abt it and than come to me and smile when u needed my help in stuff? Seriously, I think if u spend ur free time wisely, u can understand the material and for one second, stop thinking that u know all. Stop complaining that u did not get the marks u deserve.Stop talking and Do something about it. If u cant grasp the concept that no one will be interested in ur complaints, but how u rise above ur failure, ur future in life is not looking too good, my fren. Hmmph. U might think it's stupid for helping but honestly, Im just helping cuz i still treat u as a fren and i do not want a guilty conscience. No way am I gonna be on the same level as you. Karma bugs, ya know?

U may go"wtf? why is she saying something now, of all times?" Well, i need to get it off my chest and stop letting pest bugging me. i want you to think of what u have done and see if u regret it. I want u to think that is it fair to judge me when i have not dome anything that bug you. I o not think it's you or your fren's problem to begin with. And, now u go backstab my frens, whose friendship with me is tarnished. Having Fun ruining lives and being a bitch much?Be careful of all ur frens. They can see clearly what u are doing, even tho u think they cant. However, I must thank you. What u put me through made me make a decision that changed my life in a very good way. A word of advice, get a freakin life that is yours and stop comparing and whispering. Go on with ur oh-so-wonderful and full-of-drama life and leave me to my boring one.

Forgiveness lane is old as youth,
You cannot miss your way;
’T is hedged with flowering thorn forsooth where white doves fearless stray.

You must walk gently with your Love,
frail blossoms dread your feet,
And bloomy branches close above Make heaven near and sweet.

Some lovers fear the stile of pride,
And turn away in pain.
But more have kissed where white doves hide and blessed Forgiveness Lane!

J'adore.

Theevilspawnsays: Money, where art thou?

People always asks,
Why u guys leave so early and come back late?
They do not understand
But, I do.
I love u, no because of what u did,
But the reason why u did it.








Happy Belated Birthday, Pops.
Xoxo

Broken

Theevilspawnsays: What's wrong with staying at home? On weekends?

If I could collect a dime,
For everytime I fcuk up,
I would be well on my way to become a millionaire.

I cannot believe,
That i traded something important,
For a few minutes where pain cannot be felt.

What kind of person does that?

Kokoro's Yuumei

theevilspawnofsatansays : Numbers and i are a mis-match made in heaven.

There is this insistent knocking on the door, which is getting louder and louder. It is the only sound that i can hear. Each time i reach out to the doorknob, everything becomes still. I cant breathe. I want to welcome and be a gracious hostess, yet i cant bring myself to open the door and embrace the truth.

I am what I always am, a coward who smiles for everyone, yet cries at the deepest, darkest corner of herself.

What the hell happened?

thespawnofevil says : Assignments are not going well and my health is so-so. Ça ne me plaît pas. Hmmph.

Mom used to say that what i did in the past will affect my future. She always believed that some part of the past contained the best memories which cushioned the now safe and bright future.

For me, the past was filled up to the bucket of my mistakes. I literally have a graveyard of my own making, haunted by errors and filled with regrets.


" Forget the bad stuff, the unhappy stuff " u said.

No. I do not want to. I want to remember the good memories and to keep the bad, as a reminder of my stupidity.

Wheels of Destiny

theevilspawnsays : What the hell am i doin here when there are assignments to be completed?

Happy when it happens.
Tingling sensations when it is returned.
Blissful when good times roll by.
Content when nothing much is expected.
Apprehensive when too much is needed.
Lazy when much more effort is required.
Afraid when commitment is wanted.
Hurt when bad times visit.
Letting go is hard when the time comes.
Heal when emotions and time passed by.

Why do we put ourselves in these situations? It's a Ferris wheel until the right one comes. Even than, it's not guaranteed that the ferries wheel will not stop moving.

When the mind wonders.....

theevilspawnsays: Hi, Blogspot. Ciao, Xanga.

She should be concentrating on her assignment.
She should be analysing the contents and at the very least, make head or tails about it.
She should be evaluating the contents and applying them to contemporary management.

Instead,

She is facebooking.
She is wasting minutes in gmail.
She is talking crap on msn.
She is unable to think straight cuz she is too sleepy.

Oh, crap.

The only thing that exists in her mind right this moment is the feeble question of why cant she stay up late to do assignments when she can endure sleepless nights caused by social needs?