Poem!

What do you think of this poem?This poem was nominated for the bestpoem of 2005, written by an African kid.

When I was born, I black.
When I grow up, I black.
When I go in the sun, I black.
When I scared, I black.
When I sick, I black.
And when I die, I still black.

And you white fella,
When you born, you pink.
When you grow up, you white.
When you go in the sun, you red.
When you cold, you blue.
When you scared, you yellow.
When you sick, you green.
And when you die, you gray....And you calling me COLORED..?!

Haha....I cut this out from my bro's backdated blog last time...and kept it somewhere...till recently, I thought, why not post it up for everyone to read.......Enjoy!

Inner thoughts

I was told...the way I described the characters in my blogs....I made it too obvious for people to associate it to the real person.

Do I feel any obligation to write my characters in a more abstract manner?
-Why should I?

Someone told me...that my blogs sound like I hold lotsa grudges...
-Ain't blogs the place we vent out our dissatisfaction? Anger? Sadness?

I'm overflowed with mix feelings recently.
I owed my bestfriend a story. To tell her how was New Year eve.

But, why do I find it hard to tell her? To pour out everything? Everything that happened...and what I felt?

I always think life is to be enjoyed...without worries...and without burden.
I believe in living my life to the max.
But, why is it I feel a sense of responsibility now. Feel with guilt.

I should have started studying long ago.
How am I to sit for my exam in the next 2 weeks time?
I can't even recall how to do Absorption Costing.
What happen to me?
Each time I open my book, I stared at it in disbelief. Feel like I need to go back to Diploma level and learn everything all over again.

Someone once told me....."Once a thief, always a thief"
.......does it mean..."Once a failure, always a failure"?

Yea right...think positively?

Life sucks.....


Suli said it's like a series of unfortunate events...


How can I disagree???
When one bad thing happens....it tends to lead to a whole string of them.
It's like you left your door ajar...for bad luck to slip in...and when it creeps in....it never stop.

people often say...THINK POSITIVELY
How can you do that..when you're trying to cross the road...with an exposed wound on your leg....and the rain kept pouring down on you...and a car drove pass...deliberately making sure puddle of water get splashed on you???!!!!

Yea...I should thank God the water didn't get splash onto my face instead?

They say....count your blessing....

Tell me....how to do so??

I say....it's easier said than done....

Put yourself in my shoes....you won't even last for a day out there.

My moodswing is bad.