Friday, August 15, 2003
i tell u this guy staying on the 5th floor of my block is SUCH an ASS

Assified Action #1
it happened when i was coming home... my dad picked me up from the busstop... anyway this guy entered the lift and we were close behind and he SAW us! and u know WAT! he tried to close the door behind him! my dad was already in the lift and i was just abt to enter it but the door started closing and i didnt even realise it... and my dad had to use his hand to block the door before it hits me... not that it's gonna hurt much or cause any injury but still... WAT AN ASSHOLE!!!!!!

Assified Action #2
anyway after the door closed he started smirking to himself... ass ass ass.... and then he started tearing open his letters... u know those kind of govt letters where u have to tear 3 sides before u can open the letter? yeah so anyway guess what... HE THREW THEM ON THE FLOOR!!!!!!! wat a dickhead! anyway i was looking at my father hoping that he will do something BUT HE DID NOT! ........ anyway when that guy was abt to step out i just said "so INCONSIDERATE!!!" dunno whether he heard it though but judging from an idiot like him... dun think he understands wat inconsiderate means anyway...

anyway after i got home started to complain to my mom abt that bastard and my mom commented that the entire family is like that! expected...... oh and my mom said my dad is so cowardly... cos i didnt dare confront that guy... haha

oh well.. if i see that guy again..... *SLAP*
thought one assified guy in my class is bad enough.....

found a pot of gold@ 15:29
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"One Art"

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-Elizabeth Bishop