demonically evil lyrics

being frens with 'new' mods made me realise im getting old, at 25, i have a fren as young as 15 who bought over my prized n much sought after fish tail parka. looking at them made me smile.....their desire to ride a scoot one day....and stuffs they'd wish to do when theyre older. sometimes i wonder if its a passing fad...probably....but 5 years down the road of riding the super slow machine on the road, ive seen trendy wankers come and go....the few whose still proud to ride this 8 or 10 inched wheels machines either belong to the working class now, a loner, a family man, or jus laid back, treating their machines as a lifetime reliable companion, still riding them with not even a lil bit of shame, as most of their buddies or frens zoomed past them in demonic sport bikes or cars.

life is about being true to yourself and not following the flow of many totally, its wat u wanna do and no ones stopping u. life is about having principles, your own beliefs, as frank sinatra sang..."i did my way..." its bcos each individual have their own unique way of doing things...though the similarities might still be prominent...watever am i blabbering i hope u got wat im trying to say...

2moro is the start of a new job, a profession, i hope....at esplanade i will be, my 1st day of training...earning like 33bucks thru 3 hours of training.theres 5 days of training...so means its a confirmed 33x5=165bucks....god bless....

im not sure if they need me in school tumoro but i will turn up anyways....and i hope they dont send me off...

my brain still revolves about ways of earning money.....cos i wanna settle things once and for all, no more outstanding balances.....being a private swimming instructor can earn one big bucks...30-40bucks per hour to be exact...i hope id be able to land myself there...if i do, definitely there'll be a wide smile stretching across my fleshy face.

im sorry aisha, i vent my anger on u....its the similarities that made me do so, after all i am vicious....my inner beast unleashed...making harsh realities slap back on ur face. i didnt mean to...but im under pressure...have u heard the phrase crack under pressure?...well i almost did.....

if the mats era were still around...they would say...."ar tak main ar emo2..." hehehe thats me now.....good bye the 'lembik' vicious whos so naive towards things, trusting almost complete strangers with their beautiful sweet words that places u on the most fluffiest pinkish clouds, only later using it as a weapon to turn u into a psychopath(unintentionally of course).reality is harsh but its definitely better than lies, am i right on this one?

to think that emotional songs like peterpan has such a vengence filled lyrics..." ...aku menunggu mu, menunggu mu, mati didepan ku.....kau peluk aku sebelum membunuh ku...." so ironic of the melodic sadness of the guitar solos to accompany such a demonicaly evil written lyrics...its all bcos of '...apa yng kau lakukan dibelakang ku....dibelangkangku..."jus so happen it was playing on my itunes as im typing away, it caught my mind...hehehehe musicians are genius i must say, hiding the true meanings of what they are trying to say behind melodic sounds of the instruments that makes your body/head sway to the rhythm or at least ur finger tapping the table.

until then guys, my eyes are tired....need a break from the glaring monitor...see ya ard...