YOU AINT GONNA GET ME JOHNNY LAW!
I wish I were cool,
I wish I were fly
I wish things were good,
so that others wouldn’t die.
I wish I was there
I wish I could see,
picture you and I together
that’s the way it’d be
But now I gotta confess
That I really tried my best,
to work things out
No need to shout
But a loner is a loner he don’t need nobody
cuz that’s just what he is, a, Nobody
So he walks down, by himself in the crowd
but one day he’s gonna make it big standing proud
So pay attention to that insignificant loner
because one day you just might be down for his…
Let me tell you something that I’ve learned in my 12 years worth of memory retention. This world is cruel. From the time I was born, I was immersed in combat. I learned how to fight, how to wound, how to kill. By the time I was 7 I was bullied. By the time I was 9 I fought back. And even now, even though I wear my mask so well, and even though it fits so perfectly, It needs to go away. I’m sick. I’m tired. I’m full of hate. I’m full of pain.
But despite that… I saw love. I found kindness in my friends. I found laughter. I found people who make me smile. I found out what it’s like to laugh so hard that spittle comes out from your nose. Found out how hard your cheek muscles tense when you look at that one person you adore long enough. Found out how tight your chest gets when you’re about to tell her how you feel. Found out what happens when she feels the same way.
And all of a sudden I’m not so alone anymore, all of a sudden my friends are with me. All of a sudden I can see their smiling faces looking at me. I can see them, even though they are few. I will remember them, as they come and go. And as I go I want to see them, I want to see them smiling as they wave good bye. I want to be smiling when I wave good bye.
The world is cruel, hard, selfish, violent, and masochistic on the surface. But When you’re like me; a 5’9, failure of an Asian, punk, wannabee, overemotional, and downright worthless kid, you’ll try so hard, so friggin’ hard to realize that those few smiling faces are there.
Thank you my friends. I won’t forget you.
When surrounded by 3 people remember the good ‘ol fast round hook punch to the first guy, then a side kick followed by a good straight jab to the one on the right never fails.
I’d like to get back to martial arts. So bad.
Sometimes it’s just you by yourself on your own
Always yourself because you’re all alone
You think you’re surrounded because you’re in a sea of faces
But really you’re just looking in all the wrong places
You think you know what love is, only to find out you know nothing
Because inside you know that you’re still suffering
So in the end you only have you
And you can’t change it, there’s nothing you can do
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other
people won’t feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of
God that is within us.
It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.
So I decided that since I’m on a blog site… I might as well blog. LOGIC PREVAILS ONCE AGAIN! Maybe today I’ll just rant on something totally unnecessary. Let me rant about 8th graders and freshmen.
Now being a freshmen not too long ago, I realize that the transitions are tough, coming out from being one of the top dogs they try to bring their superiority to High school only to find themselves being intimidated by even the…for lack of better words, the ‘bottom of the social food chain’ upper class men. Social science, amazing isn’t it? And because of this certain inferiority that grows, and not to mention how freshmen that come in each year seem to be smaller and smaller, we start to see a trend of inferior looking highschoolers who are about 5’3 by the time they’re Juniors.
But then again, who am I but a stupid sophomore to write about this?
Because I realize that I’m still alone.
I don’t think so. Its the choices he makes; not how he starts things but how he decides to end things.” —Hellboy
Probably from all that ninja shit I was pulling off yesterday. Cheers.
Had me at hello and kept me at good bye
took away my breath, til the very last sigh
Took away my heart, and played me like a fool
This is the first time I’ve ever felt like such a tool.
That vitamin C chewy gummy shit doesn’t work because I woke up sicker than hell. At least I feel sick…
Bad hair day.
How am I not supposed to fall for you IF YOU SHOW UP IN MY DREAMS. *starts to continuously slam his head against the wall*
I guess people could call me a pessimist because I constantly see the down rather than the up, the things that can’t change rather than the things that can, and the ‘what’s in it for me’ s rather than the ‘what I can do for you’s. But then again I’ve been brought up like this my whole life. I refuse to see the ups, because I’m always being put down. I realize and take in the things that cannot change, because I know that change is a long difficult process that I cannot instill into people. And I would rather see what is in it for me because I am egotistical.So In all forms of the word I am a Pessimist who is a little bit cynical. But can you imagine up the idea of a depressed Pessimist?
I doubt that it should be too hard for your imagination. The chimerical appearance of a professional Never-Was, or as people would like to call the overly poetic. Just the sight of him makes you loathe him.
But in the end that pessimist is just a person and inside that person lies the heart of an egotist who, in the end, just wishes that somebody would come and release him from these views of the evident and nondescript.
A somebody to change him the way he cannot change himself or others. A person to show him he no longer needs to hang his head low and down because that person will elate him and raise him up. A stranger or acquaintance that will one day cause the pessimist to do what he can for you just because, after all, he now cares.