Pucker' Up.

It's dead. It's gone. It's going to the dogs. Down the frigging monsoon rain. Maybe not now yet but it will be before long. And when all these happens which, trust me, it darn frigging will, you'd only yourself to blame and lie in the wake of your own sinister mistakes and (mis)doings.

Sounds appealing enough? They should, becuase you just might very well taste them. And wonder we shall, what your corresponding actions'll be. But oh, no, you wouldn't and couldn't at all acknowledge your own impudent ignorance. You think you're right. As a matter of fact, you always think you are.

Were you right there to bear witness to how things actually ran and went about? Were you there to actually see the friggin' system work? How yould you know that the people you apparently claim to trust, (which is really shocking and disgusting that you do), are the very ones cussing and cursing you to your grave? And you trust them becuase of their chiselled smiles and utterly, vague, bogus and superficial mannerisms?

Because they never fail to shower you with lavish praises and butter your behind and try to look the part for everything? Because they always just friggin' present themselves better than the rest of us?

Hey, I'm going to enlighten you here. Im'ma bang some sense and truth into you. Let it hit you so hard you'd be taken out cold. Those suck-ups, what good are they? Oh yes, sure they can do all your miscallenous itty-bitty chores for you, but when something of pure substance, something that requires dilligence, brut and vigour comes up, do they look the part? Are they the part? Do they or can they actually make the cut? They'd back off and scatter, and whimper on their sorry little asses.

Yes, they may loook so smug now but let's see how they actually cope when the going gets tough. We'll friggin' see. Their commitment's all over the place. They just look so into this whole shit now cos they're plainly, power-hungry. Control freaks. People, perfect example of "Arrogant, selfish desires Greatly-surpassing slef-capabilities". Yes, suck-ups, shoe-shiners and asswipes have a whole new look, guys. Be on the look-out.

And oh, back to you, which I've left out momentarily, I've loads more to say. so much more, in fact. I'll save them for later. All I've got to say now is; Wake up. Let some REAL sense get into that head of yours. You're brilliant, intellectually. But your EQ level's something any given person wouldn't be proud of. You're stifling potential; smothering raw capabiliities. There's only one way you're taking us; Down.

On a much lighter note, I caught the Order Of The Phoenix trailer which came up on the tube a few minutes ago. One word. Stoked. Like totally. But not as stoke-worthy as Transformers or 300. (Those two are like guy movies). But it still did send some of my pulses raising though. Whoo! Gotta gotta watch.

Weng Kit-the-crotch-grabber's reckoned it's a flop. So did Khean Khen-too-much-money. Heck, they caught it on premier!! Yea, the both of them.

Michael, who turned a full 16 on Tuesday, and the rest of them guys (which I'm supposed to be a part of but NO, thanks to some first aid course my parents signed me up for), will be wtaching it this Sunday. Yes, without me. Blood-deh hell, Harry. And Sandra's watching it tommorrow. Bleah. Who'm I supposed to go watch it with? Def not with me parents, they wouldn't even have the least bit of interest. Thanks a bunch guys, for going ahead without me. (It's obvious I'm making you guys feel bad =p)

Laters.