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Joce-lyn
All I yearn, is for the love of someone, coupled with the love from my sibling and parents. And to me, true love is when one sees an imperfect person perfectly. Which is what I see in you. The degree of the love that I have for you, I will learn from my past mistakes and make myself better for you. Just you. Then again, maybe I'm never the one. I'm not perfect, nor am I good in any sense.
Actions never coincide with words, and thoughts never coincide with either. That is, if you ever get past the first sentence.
Why am I not surprised? I wasn't even bothered after a while. I didn't even harbor any anger towards the people that did me wrong. Anger was never known to solve any problems anyway. The answers were so unlike what was given in the past. I knew clearly from the start that I was getting twisted. But why do I still even bother to help to the best of my abilities? Hard work? Dedication? Or maybe just plain stupidity?
Cruel? Not really. It's just business isn't it? Just plain business. It's of no issue to me anyway. What I can do, I do. What I can't, I let simply go. But the most infuriating part is that the immaturity and ignorance of that pathetic vertically and horizontally challenged nit of a wit could even admonish the kins closest. Sad pitiful excuse for a species quite like mine, just less intellectually stimulating.
It's not that easy to fool me. The set of questions and answers were all prepared with exquisite care. They flowed with such a pattern of a guilty politician attempting to disguise the true motive of the address. Of course, with the limited processing power that is so evident within that empty skull that one calls a brain, external help must have been duly and hastily acquired. Sadly to say, it was too obvious a play and the cards were all exposed even before the trump card was pulled out.
I am truly disappointed at how the moves were played out, especially when I deem one to have garnered a significantly more robust education than I have at a polytechnic. It does not give justice at all to the government sponsored pre-university education program. I had expected for an intense barrage of attacking flanks, with something more challenging to tickle my brain that little bit extra. And oh, the level! Why, that was an utterly bad show for a pre-university student. The level that one can stoop to is shown oh so clearly.
"Since you are down there, kindly lick my shoes clean would you? Oh, you missed a spot. I'm sorry, I guess that was all you are worth for."
Pity. Like it says, both goes hand in hand no? The only question left remaining is why a slug like that was so cowardly in all the actions being played out. A simple statement of twisting would have sufficed and it would have been left at that with no digging of additional information to further humiliate the opposing party. But since it came to that, I offer no apologies, but with my sincerest regards. I hope the ride with Noel Humiliation Lines was an entertaining one. Please do come back again soon! I wish for more brains and less mass to free up precious space with a challenge to boot.
Cruel? Not really. It's just business isn't it? Just plain business. It's of no issue to me anyway. What I can do, I do. What I can't, I let simply go. But the most infuriating part is that the immaturity and ignorance of that pathetic vertically and horizontally challenged nit of a wit could even admonish the kins closest. Sad pitiful excuse for a species quite like mine, just less intellectually stimulating.
It's not that easy to fool me. The set of questions and answers were all prepared with exquisite care. They flowed with such a pattern of a guilty politician attempting to disguise the true motive of the address. Of course, with the limited processing power that is so evident within that empty skull that one calls a brain, external help must have been duly and hastily acquired. Sadly to say, it was too obvious a play and the cards were all exposed even before the trump card was pulled out.
I am truly disappointed at how the moves were played out, especially when I deem one to have garnered a significantly more robust education than I have at a polytechnic. It does not give justice at all to the government sponsored pre-university education program. I had expected for an intense barrage of attacking flanks, with something more challenging to tickle my brain that little bit extra. And oh, the level! Why, that was an utterly bad show for a pre-university student. The level that one can stoop to is shown oh so clearly.
"Since you are down there, kindly lick my shoes clean would you? Oh, you missed a spot. I'm sorry, I guess that was all you are worth for."
Pity. Like it says, both goes hand in hand no? The only question left remaining is why a slug like that was so cowardly in all the actions being played out. A simple statement of twisting would have sufficed and it would have been left at that with no digging of additional information to further humiliate the opposing party. But since it came to that, I offer no apologies, but with my sincerest regards. I hope the ride with Noel Humiliation Lines was an entertaining one. Please do come back again soon! I wish for more brains and less mass to free up precious space with a challenge to boot.
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