Wednesday, October 24

Putrid, Angst-Proliferating Purgatory

Another of my clandestine enunciation of fury and resentment.

Close this window if you're getting ready to show contempt.

It's just so... bloody, to deal with this kind of thing among friends. 'This kind of thing' refers to none other than arguments and showing of temper or someone being childish.

Rotten argument. Why did we start one anyway?

I'm not showing that I'm adroit (heck, I don't even have skills in debates). I wasn't even interested in it in the first place. Debates are really not my thing. I argue, I don't debate.

Sometimes I really do want to stick with my tuition mates more. Cathleen, Philix, Hui Chi, Yu Seng and the others, somehow they're like a zephyr that comforts me in the midst of a storm.

So... I took another look of this video I took yesterday in Mr. Sean's English class.


Dancing to the song of 'Pump it' by Black Eyed Peas.

Almost instantly, the morose that blanketed me vanished.

Enjoy, people.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That's silly. pity him. Luckily i wasn't there yesterday.haha.btw,you're welcome to stick with me more if you want to.lol.at least i wouldn't argue with you.haha.you know, sarcasm turns me on, sometimes. It incinerates my desire to actually debate with the rancor. I'm glad to know that you are no longer cloaked in morose.lol.the boy was sporting, i would say. But this isn't something funny that would make me laugh.=_="