hate to say goodbye.
“Like a comet pulled from orbit,
as it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder,
halfway through the wood
Who can say if I have been changed
for the better?
But because I knew you,
I have been changed for good.”
probably not for everyone sorry if i offend anyone :)
some people think it’s blasphemous; some find it fueled with righteous conviction. i just say it’s just funny.
CAUTION: Profanity and some serious breakage of the third commandment.
Strength, Beauty, and Choice
The beauty of the human spirit is not in living calmed with the blind belief that present predicaments would magically and vicariously turn into a more favorable life; it is in the lonely strength to try to live happily despite the inherited limits of one’s circumstances and despite one’s courage to accept that some hardships may not lead to a better destiny or have some other form of benevolent reason to it.
It isn’t in surrendering the burden of responsibility and thought to the unknown hand of society or to some other force of nature. It is in every difficult decision and every free thought a man makes for himself despite the ceaseless screams of the blissful slaves to conform to their faithfully mindless ways.
why asshole-ism is fun…
“Today I felt so bored that I felt like dressing up as the grim reaper and go knocking on every window of the local retirement home.”
LOL
cos the onglet comes with mashed potato
today i learned that the customer is always right (even when he’s wrong).
missing the feeling
i miss the feeling of obsessing over someone. that is all.
working life
Julie: Hey, can you give me six slices of baguette and a stick of butter?
Alon: You don’t drink coke, you don’t eat fried things, but you would eat this brand of butter which is nearly 100% fats?
Julie: Erm… It’s the exception to my diet.
Alon (handing Julie a basket of sliced baguette and a stick of butter): Straight to the hips then…
Julie walks out of the room. 10 seconds later, she comes back, opens the fridge and returns the butter inside.
Julie (glaring at Alon): Olive oil and balsamic vinegar please.
