Another Day, Another Sardine Pack.

So much for public transportation. Yesterday was the worst nightmare (cut that, I've had worst) one of the worst days of my life. The KTM seriously is not a transport for the faint of hearts. With unpredictable timing, long waits, bad air conditioning system and not to forget, the sardine packed-ness and also the pushing and yelling. There's also the problem with gropers and pick pockets. Now, you see why I say it is not for the weak of hearts.

 Not to mention the occasional BREAKDOWNS in the middle of nowhere while you're on it. I would advice you against taking the KTM if you have other means of transport. For me, I guess I had no other choice. The jam packed-ness will really surprise you. Sometimes, I actually wonder....How many can one of the KTM COACHES hold....Should really do a survey test.

~ A touching Post~

Hi, Mommy. I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up. You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already. Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you...why would he hurt you? I don't like it, Mommy. Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and you're so proud of me! You went
out with your mommy to buy new clothes, and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart. I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love you, Mommy. Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry, Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?
... You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay? It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do that when you're awake, any more? I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait. Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared, Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love you! Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop! Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion. Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did something wrong. I love you! I love you, Mommy.

Every abortion is just…

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.

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Sometimes, it's just how things are!

Hello and hi everybody. I'm back yet again with something new on my mind. Hope you people are enjoying your weekend cause apparently there are others who had a suckish(does this word even exist?? o_o) one.

So, what's on my mind now? That's going to need some crapping before I get to the thing that is on my mind which mind boggles me and sits there confusing me and therefore makes me start crapping. I am currently doing a few part time jobs at the moment cause I have too much free time on hand. Better than just sit at home and be a turd, might as well get some experience and earn some cash. As with jobs there is the feeling of how people will look at you although you tell them you are new. I for one am constantly wondering on this. you get thoughts such as, "I'm new..oh no..I don't know anything!" or "I'm new oh well, can't blame me for blowing up that printer(just an example. never did it before)." Thinking of all this well...I've come up with a conclusion.

Truth is, there are many points of view for this matter and most of them share the same aspect. 

From the employer/boss's view: For the first few mess up-"It's okay...You're new"

                                                 After a week- "WTH is wrong with you?? Can't even solve 1+1!?"

From customer's point of view: For the first few mess up- "What is wrong with you!? Are you new or what?"

                                                After a week(assuming they do come again)- "Your boss should fire you"

And that said, someone once told me..I think it was at the first ever part time job I ever did...

"You know what? The people here, they don't care whether you're new or not. To them, you're under one name and that's the organizations name. They're gonna expect you to know everything."

Through that, I understood that, well, it's ok you're new and all but after one week and yet you still keep up the excuse that you're new and all....well, you're not worth hiring at all...

Thus is what was on my mind.

Chiaoz till next~

Vincent

There's a reason for things to be~

Well, hello once again readers, blog hoppers and strangers. Are you having a good day? ;D

Hehehe, just being random there. Well, as of late...I seem to have been thinking a lot..and by a lot, I really mean a LOT. Like, when, is the economy going to heal, when is Earth going to end, when is it that people will finally achieve world peace, when will I die, what have been doing up till now, what have I actually contributed, what have I achieved so far????

In the end, I actually realize....Those are really big questions....and the answer is really none of my business for GOD knows when it'll actually happen. I might already be 6-Feet underground. But oh well....enough of this yapping.

I know that most of you question things. Yes...I can see you trying to disagree..well, fact is.. I don't do too. Realizing that, I find it funny....and I now know that there's a reason things happen. Even if yes, there may be some people setting it up, it just has to be. I don't know about you but for me, I believe there are eyes up there that watches us and guides us. We may perceive disasters and bad luck but things happen, and where the old goes, the new comes....That's my logic. I know I don't really make mush sense to any of you....

But, well it takes special kinds of people to understand me....

P.s: I disabled the CBOX cause the comment link below this post is there for a reason. And I'm also coming up with a plan for a story blog. Stay Tuned~

Chiaoz~

Vincent

It's come to a realization~

Well, hello people. It's been a few weeks since my last post. To wrap things up.
THE last and FINAL piece to the communication THING.
=>> Well, since now you start talking, people should be just as willing to reply. The simplest thing to remember would be....Everyone has CRAP to talk about. It's not just about you, or me, or them. Just crap a random HI and the whole ball starts rolling.
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And now...for what I feel should be stated...I won't be logging into Facebook for awhile...There's no reason to it. It's just that I feel it's time I set my priorities right and also..it's time for me to get to know my true friends...There really isn't much to say about this. When the time comes...Yeah..those who are true friends to me..they will know how and where to look for me. I don't want to be stuck in the past anymore and neither do I want to be held back by the present. There really isn't a point is there in that charade..? I guess my blog is going to be my hangout place. Oh...one more thing...I'm disabling the CBOX...there's a reason why we have the comment option below every post.


Cheers and chiaoz~
Till next