downright pissed

You Get Me
Michelle Branch

So I'm a little left of center
I'm a little out of tune
Some say I'm paranormal
So I just bend their spoon
Who wants to be ordinary
In a crazy, mixed-up world
I don't care what they're sayin'
As long as I'm your girl

Hey, you are on my side
And they, they just roll their eyes

You get me
When nobody understands
You come and take the chance, baby
You get me
You look inside my wild mind
Never knowing what you'll find
And still you want me all the time
Yeah, you do
Yeah, you get me

So what if I see the sunshine
In the pouring rain
Some people think I'm crazy
But you say it's okay
You've seen my secret garden
Where all of my flowers grow
In my imagination
Anything goes

I, I am all you want
They, they just read me wrong

You get me
When nobody understands
You come and hold my hand, baby
You get me
You look inside my wild mind
Never knowing what you'll find
Still you want me all the time
Yeah, you do
'Cause you get me

Hey, you are on my side
They, they just roll their eyes
Yeah, yeah, yeah

'Cause you get me
When nobody understands
You come and take the chance, baby
You get me
When none of the pieces fit
You make sense of it
You get me
You look inside my wild mind
Never knowing what you'll find
And still I want you all the time
Yeah, I do
'Cause you get me
Yeah, oh, yeah, oh


*** warning: full of expletives and other sort of not nice things
i really hate certain people. you suan for the fun of you and your suaning target. but not until you hurt the other person so much. you make it clear that you're joking. you make sure that everyone knows you're joking. you make sure that the person you suan are willing to be suaned. that's what i called 'suaning ethics'. but certain people are just there to hurt you by suaning you. sorry, i have no place for this kind of 'friend'. too bad that i'm very selective. so don't even bother trying to talk to me anymore. just do your work, do your study, and don't ever bother to disturb me. there are lots of other people you can disturb. so yeah! disturb the girls all you like, disturb the other guys, just stay away from me. and i'm hell serious asshole. i wish you'd read this jerk. i really wish that. needs a reminder of which one? the one that i almost exploded in the dining hall. you're freakin' lucky i could hold back. ah, i guess you're just too insensitive. good luck then. i wonder how they employ you. must be your technical skills. you certainly lack all kind of people skills. yes you. and you wanted to be entrepreneur? you are going noc? oh great! go noc, and leave c-block. don't bother coming back. the world is going to be a lot better then. and we could have somebody new and fresh in our floor. not like you.

oh, and what solidarity? you (another you) are also such a weak bitch. sorry man. i'm sorry i helped you before. the next time you needed help, find somebody else please. you knew i wasn't happy and you still needed to be so weak as to just agree with whatever he says. he's a senior doesn't mean he has control. sorry. i thought you aren't bad. but you are just the same like everybody else nonetheless. who cares anymore? me? yes, i care. but not for long. i'll forget about the two of you soon enough, no worries.
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sorry for all the rubbish. i wasn't really in good mood in the first place. so, too bad you stoke up the fire. i'm sure somebody will wonder which 'you' and 'you' am i talking about.

anyway, uneventful day. played dota till early morning. and slept the rest of the day. blah. it's a sad life really, but i love it (:. oh, and i did train yesterday, surprisingly. i actually went to src to train alone! wow! there must be first time for everything i guess. felt so good afterwards that i treated myself to chocolate milk from cheers. finished like half of the one litre cartoon right after training. and since i was training alone, i devised some ingenuous method of training. i just throw a target and hit it. it works really. i can even see that some of my techniques are wrong just by looking at the direction the target flew after i hit it. i know my 45degree is correct since the stupid target always fly 45degree up and hit the roof. damn cool lar. and i know that my roundhouse sucks like shit since i never even able to hit the target once. no i did hit it a few times, only to hurt myself. blah! i could feel how heavy my body was yesterday. shall train some more until it feels lighter. it has to feel lighter sooner or later, right? yes, it'll, so says kok, so says chris, so says denise, so says everyone i knows. so i'll just trust them. they are after all my seniors. and they are after all damn good.

ah, and chris is 4th dan. wahlao! no wonder she's like super pro! and seng is 3th dan! holy shit! these two are really crazy! i feel lucky to be training under the two of them all these while. not to mention that we finally got the chance to train under sir last sat. sir is 5th dan. oh, and the training, shiok arh! almost couldn't feel anything afterwards. so this is the real thing. thank God i dared myself to try. my target now, teamNUS. and i'll make sure i'll make it there man. at least for the poomsae team. after poomsae, i'll try for fighter the next year. it's a dream i know, but a dream worth achieving nevertheless.

some people think i'm crazy

maybe i am.