Saturday, December 16, 2006
Welcome to MYYYYYYYYYYY Black Parade
I finished BMT, it was very crappy...i'm just practically waiting for meals everyday.
hmmm...Nowadays i got the feel to go club so during this block leave i already when twice...
Well...come to think of it, i did alot of mistakes(i mean when i club) cos at times i'm either too shy or abit blur. ANYWAYS...I Find that people especially those already posted to somewhere already, they cant take the fact that i have a slack (and maybe good)vocation. They keep saying that it would be very tough and bored and got tons of guard duties. CANT THEY FUCKING WISH ME SOME GOOD STUFF INSTEAD? DOESNT MEAN U GOT A SHITTY VOCATION SO I MUST HAVE A SHITTY ONE TOO. Some think their fucking vocation is the best in whole world and no one can a better one. WHATS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!?!? Cant u just wish me something good and wish that i get a slack job there or something NICE? Some people are born with dicks on their mouth as a tongue. Idiots.
Well, even if i REALLY get a shitty vocation, i would NEVER curse people like that, the very least i'll do is to wish him that he'll get a 8-5 job or a SIMPLE GOOD LUCK.
Enough of NS...ok seriously i have paused for like 15 minutes after i wrote "Enough of NS", i spent 15 minutes on writing those 3 dots. Ok...real stuff, I find my blog is more for those close frenz and for myself and NOT for the public. The reason behind is my blog is not public-friendly becos of the things i write...public would find it boring and tiring to go on reading. Well, would try to make my blog more public friendly but still would have some inside jokes and stuff.
AND FOR THOSE PEOPLE GOING TO CLUB! PLEASE TAKE ME ALONG WITH YOU!!!
Just having a urge to club nowadays...don ask me why. It's like asking why suddenly u have cravings for some dish.
AND ALSO! I'm Freaking HOOOKEEED to this song!
so lets.....welcome MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!
Welcome to My Black Parade
When I was,
A young boy,
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
He said, "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made?
Because one day, I'll leave you, a phantom, to lead you in the summer, to join the black parade."
When I was,
A young boy
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling, she's watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go
And through it all, the rise and fall
The bodies in the street
And when you're gone we want you all to know
We'll carry on, We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
Until my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
You're misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on,
And though your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
And on we carry through the fears
Oh oh oh
The disappointed faces of your peers
Oh oh oh
Take a look at me 'cause I could not care at all
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my (heart)
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this (part)
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my (scar)
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, whose meant to sing this (song)
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
I
Don'tCare
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my (heart)
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this (part)
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my (scar)
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this (song)
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on...........
Sick Of The Mask I'm Wearing.
hmmm...Nowadays i got the feel to go club so during this block leave i already when twice...
Well...come to think of it, i did alot of mistakes(i mean when i club) cos at times i'm either too shy or abit blur. ANYWAYS...I Find that people especially those already posted to somewhere already, they cant take the fact that i have a slack (and maybe good)vocation. They keep saying that it would be very tough and bored and got tons of guard duties. CANT THEY FUCKING WISH ME SOME GOOD STUFF INSTEAD? DOESNT MEAN U GOT A SHITTY VOCATION SO I MUST HAVE A SHITTY ONE TOO. Some think their fucking vocation is the best in whole world and no one can a better one. WHATS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!?!? Cant u just wish me something good and wish that i get a slack job there or something NICE? Some people are born with dicks on their mouth as a tongue. Idiots.
Well, even if i REALLY get a shitty vocation, i would NEVER curse people like that, the very least i'll do is to wish him that he'll get a 8-5 job or a SIMPLE GOOD LUCK.
Enough of NS...ok seriously i have paused for like 15 minutes after i wrote "Enough of NS", i spent 15 minutes on writing those 3 dots. Ok...real stuff, I find my blog is more for those close frenz and for myself and NOT for the public. The reason behind is my blog is not public-friendly becos of the things i write...public would find it boring and tiring to go on reading. Well, would try to make my blog more public friendly but still would have some inside jokes and stuff.
AND FOR THOSE PEOPLE GOING TO CLUB! PLEASE TAKE ME ALONG WITH YOU!!!
Just having a urge to club nowadays...don ask me why. It's like asking why suddenly u have cravings for some dish.
AND ALSO! I'm Freaking HOOOKEEED to this song!
so lets.....welcome MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!
Welcome to My Black Parade
When I was,
A young boy,
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
He said, "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made?
Because one day, I'll leave you, a phantom, to lead you in the summer, to join the black parade."
When I was,
A young boy
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling, she's watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go
And through it all, the rise and fall
The bodies in the street
And when you're gone we want you all to know
We'll carry on, We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
Until my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
You're misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on,
And though your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
And on we carry through the fears
Oh oh oh
The disappointed faces of your peers
Oh oh oh
Take a look at me 'cause I could not care at all
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my (heart)
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this (part)
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my (scar)
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, whose meant to sing this (song)
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
I
Don'tCare
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my (heart)
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this (part)
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my (scar)
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this (song)
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on...........
Sick Of The Mask I'm Wearing.
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