Showing posts with label Bad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bad. Show all posts

Friday, January 22, 2010

Good or Bad?

Our world is just a little speck in a very big universe.
Face it: We live in a small world.

We are constantly surrounded with people, both good and bad. Not everyone can be trusted. As an individual human being, I am constantly put up with this judgement.

Good or bad?

I've met both. I've met those goody-two-shoes who's just pleasing. I've met those who aren't as pleasing. Yet, I've also met those who I thought were good, yet ended up being different. It's all in the hands of yourself.

Good or bad?

You have to make the judgement. It just ain't right when someone who you thought were good ended up being, well, bad. It's just not right. It's just not fair. But hey, it's life. You'll meet all different people.

Good or bad?

You make the decision, but remember: you don't have to apologize for who you are. You are you; you are special. It's their loss. Be bold, be proud, be brave.

Be Good and Bad.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Immaturity Finally Crossed its Line




Okay, so I was browsing through 2leep when I came across these pictures. Parents, do you really want your kids growing up and seeing this? Kids do not taste good. Look at the faces of these innocent babies. How would you feel if you positioned yourself in their shoes? They are babies, what do they know? They might easily believe that you are going to eat or cook them for real. Is this the kind of example you want to give to children, the future parents of our world, to see and follow? You adults are role models to us kids. Do you really want the future to look like this? I know I don't.

Monday, August 17, 2009

My Bad Habit (and how to cure it)

So, today I was at the mall, going grocery shopping, when something caught my eye- a bag of chocolate nuggets! I began to approach it. Once it was within my reach, I grabbed it and started squishing the nuggets with my fingers... that is, until my mum caught me!

The habit of squishing is in my blood. Before me, my mum had that habit too. Of course, though, my mum still scolded me for destroying something that is not my property. Well, let me just tell you- I've squished way worse stuff! For example...
1. A whole bag of marshmallows
2. Oreos
3. A Chocolate Bar (this was my worst! you don't wanna know...)
4. My pillows (YOWZA!)
5. Do I need to list more?

Anyways, I got scolded for destroying property that is not mine. Because of that, my mum threatened to find a way for me to let go of my squishing addiction...

- 5 hours later...

Sister: Mum, can I please buy breadou?
Mum: What's that?
Me: Oooohh! It's bread!
Sister: Yes, just like the one V* gave to grandma!
Me: Can I please buy one too?
Mum: How much does it cost?
Sister: About Rp.120
Me: On the bright side, I can finally squish food that is not food! (HIGH FIVE!!!!!)
Mum: (Glares at me...)
Me: Hey, at least I'm not squishing food :D

So yes, I want to thank you Breadou for curing my addiction. I highly reccommend Breadou to those others who have squishing addictions. Thank you very much :)