tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72868611232304478322024-03-04T20:54:29.628-08:00Life As RashiqUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-8952636335479873822015-04-13T08:45:00.002-07:002015-04-13T08:45:55.128-07:00what have i really done to make a difference in the world.<br />
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i use to have these dreams and aspirations. where did they go? have they been lost this whole time? or am i the one that is really 'lost'?<br />
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We use humour to hide our true intentions, and when our true intentions are revealed we use humour to cover it up. Is this some sick twisted ironic truth about life? Or is there something that i'm missing along the way?<br />
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Have a purpose you fool.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-68314149672735112792014-09-21T04:38:00.001-07:002014-09-21T04:38:40.158-07:00Sometimes i wonder why i feel this way. Sometimes i wonder why i hold myself back. Sometimes i wonder about certain consequences in life.<br />
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Sometimes i wonder whether things are real. Sometimes i wonder if certain people actually care. Sometimes i wonder why things happen. Sometimes i wonder why i feel betrayed. Sometimes i wonder why.<br />
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Sometimes i wonder that maybe the only thing holding us back is that voice inside our head. Sometimes i wonder why i talk to myself.<br />
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Sometimes when i think back, whenever i cook for someone, that person will eventually end up out of my life. Sometimes I should cook more often.<br />
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But... sometimes i just don't give a shit.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-5254999156737489282014-09-18T22:05:00.002-07:002014-09-18T22:05:49.004-07:00Why do I even bother. You're lying to yourself. Keep doing it. I sincerely hope you die along the way and realize it beyond death because by then you will still not find peace and you will forever rot in hell for being just the way you are.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-53353502253494201622014-09-16T23:06:00.002-07:002014-09-16T23:06:16.871-07:00SoIt's been 3 years since i logged into this barren wasteland of endless idiotic thoughts.<br />
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I'd like to think that my existence has made a substantial difference in my life so far, but boy am i wrong. In every sense of the word.<br />
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What are you really thinking. Really.<br />
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The truth is, there is nothing on my mind. It's blank. But for every blank canvas lies a surface to be tainted with blood. Why stop at blood. Taint it even further with the harsh realities of life and the bitter element of tragedy that falls upon every miserable living creature on this planet today.<br />
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I am living on that planet today. I am that miserable creature.<br />
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I am miserable.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-57558539005770509552010-08-21T13:16:00.000-07:002010-08-21T13:29:27.013-07:00STEP UP 3D !<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilphoCU6KPBSK7iNBvEkxvgJ61L7RPsGwcnVIxpM7KgUQutfsipS9vQKtclzrKzhbh4hNxWANHS4lzwM6ReAZyg5d7JHGMCUcZjAgxq-_Mjq3M38aWSQzi_O6mLwgUnmUglL1EMtyuMW2v/s1600/stepup3D-advertlets.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilphoCU6KPBSK7iNBvEkxvgJ61L7RPsGwcnVIxpM7KgUQutfsipS9vQKtclzrKzhbh4hNxWANHS4lzwM6ReAZyg5d7JHGMCUcZjAgxq-_Mjq3M38aWSQzi_O6mLwgUnmUglL1EMtyuMW2v/s320/stepup3D-advertlets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507961104380388354" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />i found out about this giveaway from </span><a href="http://www.whatthebunny.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">waiyan</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">'s blog & </span><a href="http://www.advertlets.com/weblog/2010/08/16/advertlets-presents-step-up-3d-movie-screening-this-25th-august-2010/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">advertlets</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> home page :)</span><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhi-j3IG7XDKFwNctEEjdgUsJgmykRYD_unCPy6UPsjxIFPyv0_T-vYYOXNVmle9lOFpXuO_OlC5uQNRDNu9Mj1A3zxWR0NC2iFQceUXMnjHeRoGS1kvdcXxSDYRdsHhmpXoS3B0T-tGD/s1600/n693225187_1498170_6143.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhi-j3IG7XDKFwNctEEjdgUsJgmykRYD_unCPy6UPsjxIFPyv0_T-vYYOXNVmle9lOFpXuO_OlC5uQNRDNu9Mj1A3zxWR0NC2iFQceUXMnjHeRoGS1kvdcXxSDYRdsHhmpXoS3B0T-tGD/s320/n693225187_1498170_6143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507960220375878210" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">i wanna watch Step Up 3D because i always had a passion for dance (ignore the failed dance photos haha) so i'd love to watch this :D</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">and Adam G. Sevani is pretty hot !</span><br /></span></span></span><div><div><br /></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi3sgId-JJ99AQryvWLneHitHMgcgj_uKSFuM5VMAEu82ZoFuW9OpKTWMFuQVnpHDTI62Mvcp7yCi2FOiK3_BOJ0T1ucxF-fy2CqMcr3pASbgIzc6e5R-3IVlXIcg-DTrfmg-snZPBMoUJ/s320/n693225187_1498112_6944.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507962436543091346" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">so give me a pair of tickets pleaseee !</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-13736808887725270862010-07-24T03:41:00.001-07:002010-07-24T03:48:21.768-07:00Congraduation.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvbTxTbtU-D0yCXhpetQr1PpzZXutVP_eTeoqLfgLRPAMk-4eIDf0-UECiWzfx1uzBL32yYyaSfXw-EaT3qpKHtDhxtBIvqW2zLdA-B22Ek5lfYFiB-kaAE6gSd4_nA1pX3-duZRZr7kVb/s1600/IMG00373-20100724-1239.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvbTxTbtU-D0yCXhpetQr1PpzZXutVP_eTeoqLfgLRPAMk-4eIDf0-UECiWzfx1uzBL32yYyaSfXw-EaT3qpKHtDhxtBIvqW2zLdA-B22Ek5lfYFiB-kaAE6gSd4_nA1pX3-duZRZr7kVb/s320/IMG00373-20100724-1239.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497421332995472194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-48350675318066616582010-05-28T13:23:00.001-07:002010-05-28T13:25:08.719-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSAckaBpRBm245cCddmyzVbVPokSGWQ6BMNadTOPdLxS4IAwsSgsm6SBr6cGqUDVkO31FfPqYTvmKZ888mnoN1WuypQv9yDMIbR0ALZnCn6jUa3x8nZ4s-Go-SKy5nhfem3PB7fqMkOfzA/s1600/Photo+381.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSAckaBpRBm245cCddmyzVbVPokSGWQ6BMNadTOPdLxS4IAwsSgsm6SBr6cGqUDVkO31FfPqYTvmKZ888mnoN1WuypQv9yDMIbR0ALZnCn6jUa3x8nZ4s-Go-SKy5nhfem3PB7fqMkOfzA/s320/Photo+381.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476419447903878514" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Broken <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">nose</span> ftw</span>.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-25408525487007818082010-05-10T09:40:00.001-07:002010-05-10T09:40:45.939-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">ONE GOD DAMN <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">STEP</span> AT A TIME.</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-6383710974165229362010-03-07T10:26:00.000-08:002010-03-07T10:56:17.996-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Wandering through this city street,</span></i></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Gazing upon the shadows near my feet,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">The stillness of night so soothing,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">With this breeze ever so cooling.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">And in this moment. I pause. But why so?</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Could it be the sudden realization of truth? Or is it because, within that single solitary moment, i felt...</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">alive.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">To feel the way i do, makes me feel a sense of satisfaction. In order to feel this miserable, is only because, i have felt something amazing before. I had the good, and the bad. But to have the good, i have to have the bad as well. I'm not a tortured soul. I'm not a living a life of pain. It sure does hurt.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">But despite this, i love life.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Well yeah i'm sad.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">But at the same time, i'm happy,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">that there is something out there</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">that can make me feel this sad.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">it makes me feel alive.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">it makes me feel human.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">the only way i could feel this sad now,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">is only because i felt something really good before.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">So i have to take the bad with the good.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">So i guess what i'm feeling...</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">is like</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">a beautiful sadness.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">i guess it sounds stupid.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">But despite this turn of events,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">i continue walking down this street.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">With my headphones on, listening to what soothes my soul.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Darling, lets dance together in the rain.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286861123230447832.post-46882735542202969082010-02-15T02:19:00.000-08:002010-02-15T02:21:55.503-08:00<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">Your best friend always sticking up for you...?</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">Can you imagine no first dance, </p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">freeze-dried romance, </p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">five hour phone conversation?</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">The best soy latte that you ever had, and me?</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">And head back toward the Milky Way?</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">One without a permanent scar</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande">And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?</p><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0