[brush]
This is the world he painted
This is the world he saw
He wept in pure sorrow
For nothing could be done at all
Someday, one day, he hope that the rest
Would seek the truth and pull through the test
The destiny and fate of Man lies in their hands
For he who paints the world sees the world
In sorrow, yet ever joyful...
[hear me]
Friday, July 14, 2006
I'm tired and I really mean it.... not just physically, but mentally....
I somehow flunked my math, even though I understand all the concepts and I spent two days studying 3 hours each, just for this test. Do I deserve this sort of marks? No I dun and I dun believe it... Sometimes I just wonder whether I've spent enough time studying or practising my math and whether I should push myself harder than ever, even though I'm already pushing myself so hard now? And I'm overloaded, way overloaded with commitments, trying to get everything right... And I ask myself again: is this what I truly deserved? I do not believe that I can't do well for my tests, and I'm not happy and I dun believe that I can't trouce Maumu's retard math test. I dun and I never will... I'm gonna mug till I drop i tell you, till I trouce his re-test real flat. Yeah, and I really mean it, steamrolled till it's flat, till I make a fool out of Maumu's math test and make it look so pathetic that it cannot take a single mark away from me... yes and I am just going to do right that, cause now it isn't the marks at stake; it's about pride, self-satisfaction and proving my true worth, that I dun, I repeat, I DUN deserve such marks... and this will apply for tests and exams for the rest of the year. Thinking about the bundles of joy I'll get when i trash every single one of his math test motivates me, cause it gives me great pleasure to go up to him and flash the "loser" sign and show how his tests are so easy, like peanuts to me... yeah that will be my "aftermath" and I'll make sure I'll reach there... Oh yes I will, it's pay back time and I shall rise again from the depths...
Don't Quit!
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
when he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,Y
ou may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worse, that...
You Must Not Quit.
Yes, I'll not and I WILL defy all odds....
ahahaha, typing this rejuvenates me cause it motivates me a lot...
tata, I feel better... back to mugging...
be strong believe....
brushofmight
You're beautiful... it's true...
