sayings... quotes... whatever you want to call them, = P

i just thought of these and i wanted to save them so yea.. = P

A high note sung from an angel could pierce your heart, a diamond could be axed out from blood, no sweet comes without the bitter.


The indescribable saddness of a song so angelic would almost be like turning into stone by the ravishing monster Medusa and yet, still admiring her beauty.


Love is a rose, look, dont' touch.


Go away reality, you're sufforcating hope! One day you will be sufforcated until you are nothing more then darkness in the space of the universe.

Cheating,

It's a funny thin cheating, you like 2 people so much you can't help it!... Or at least you like something about them that you can't let go off. Okay, before you start thinking, not i'm not cheating on my boyfriend! But i'm just thinking, there's many situtations in life where people are basically cheating, but just not in the relationship way. Why are relationships so special? Just a thought i was pondering on. = )

Everyone's struggling for it

Perfection, affection and attention!

Round up, round up! Get your best selling attention today!

Yep everyone's struggling for it, the fame, the beauty, the popularity, and as much as i hate admitting this, i'm a big sucker for it. It seems all humans want these days is to stand out from the crowd, be special, loved and completely worshipped. Now don't get me wrong, it's perfectly healthy to want to be like and if we didn't, we'd be a very ungroomed and uncivilized lot. And so many companies would be out of business and gone without the motivation of this constant need but when is it time to just stop?

Facebook was designed for people so that they could find old friends, reconnect and so on but now, you go on line and you can almost stalk some off your friends because they are posting everything *going to the bathroom* *eating sushi at ...* *is dating ...* and so on. And a thing like facebook is giving people so much attention. And it's mostly bad attention, if to people are in a fight, we will know everything that's going on in the feud because the posts will be splashed across our page, if someones at a resturant, they'll post, and have you seen some of the pictures people post?! Need i say more?

Also, (and just for reference i'm not actually against this but... ) plastic surgury, botox, people starving themselves, couture jackets, etc. This search or affection is like never ending and no one is ever happy. I can tell you now i love the idea of size zero models, i think they're gorgous! But the amount of money probably to keep them alive and... DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH BOTOX COSTS?!?!?! or everything else i just mentioned, did i mention how addicting those things are, i can almost guarantee that people have gone broke just doing those things.

What is my point? Dude, capitalism needs a leash! And this world needs to be taught a balance. Size 0 models are great on the catwalk but people should be shown how unrealistic it is for normal people to archieve it.

So yea, = )

Regards,
T.Fang

The tape measure is always different on the other side

Mess!

What is mess? According the dictionary it is "a dirty, untidy or disordered condition". But what defines dirty untidy and disordered? The manager at a 5 star hotel could say anything with a small water stains is a complete and utter mess while some teacher of a class room would say a room with toys out of place is completely tidy!

Of course with the different circumstances of people and other factors of course there is a change of opinion but the point i'm getting at is people expect... well people, to read minds! Honestly, for example:
1- if a girl won't give a guy a blowjob, she's frigid; if she will, she's a slut.
2- if someone asks a question, they're stupid, if they can do something without being told how, they're a nerd.

I must say this world is an incredibally un-tolorent place. People are mocked at for tiny indiscrestions. Anyways, next time you rage or laugh at someone for doing something, just remember, everyone has a different tape measure for how they measure things.

Regards,
T.Fang

Our other face, the borrowed robes.

As humans, it's only natural to want to be better then what you are, and it'd only natural to pretend or hide, but is there a point until something can't be hidden anymore?

I was waiting for my mother to come pick me up from an activity i was at and i had a little chat with a friend who made me realize how different i am with people and when I'm with certain other people. It's kind of funny because at some point, i almost believed i was what i was pretending to be, although i knew it was just an act.

But then we should explore why people act the way they do. I believe people do because it's been drilled into them from a young age and so, although they're a completely different person to what they present themselves to be, they still act the way they're expected to. My reason is a little odd i must admit but really, haven't you ever noticed that you act a way like it was 2nd nature simply because it had been drilled into you by your parents or something? And also, when we pretend too long we actually turn into that person but knowing we're still the other.

Maybe i'm just tired so it doesn't make sense... either way, just a thought

Private schools

I read somewhere that blogs these days are boring and full of people complaining, intstead of being interesting and full of information... so i decided to so this...

I woke up this morning with the sound of my mother screaming ARGH!!! IT'S 6:30 TAYLOR! GET THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR BED!!! of course being a teen, i just stayed in my comfy yet hard bed and snuggled back into my sheets. But my mum kept yelling, so with half my brain still turned of and the rest of my body numb, i got up and screamed back THANKS FOR RUINING MY SLEEP MA! And that is how i woke up...

See, teenage angst, that wasn't so bad was it? Everyday people read stuff like that in books. = D Anywhom, the discussion today is.... Private schools (sorry, first thing i thought off).

Anyways, i'm being shipped off to some fancy private school for my senior years next year. How ironic, from one of the worst places where a child could get and education to one of the best. Anywhom, being as good as maths as i am (not good at all) i worked out on my way to school that 1 day in that schools costs more then what my mum earns in a day. Mind you, i don't have some super millionaire to call a daddy, he left me some time ago! So then i thought to my self, my mum's desperate to have me go to some stuck up school for a better education, but are they really worth it? Well...
Pros:
- hell lot more facilities
- more oppertuniies
- they have after school open times for studying so more resources

Cons:
- expensive
- IT'S A GOD DAMNED PERSON WAGE YOUR PAYING!
- and they hide your kids from the real world

That's all the reason i can think off so i can't decide, ah well, i gtg so back to this topic later.

Indeed it has been a long time my friends... if anyone actually reads my blog, nevertheless, i have a thought and i shall be faithful to thee by telling,

I've been sick for nearly, well pretty much a week minus a day, my mother has finally decided to take me to the doctor, we talked about... well they talked and I wrote about how i had a sore throat so i couldn't talk, my bloodshot eyes and everything else that was wrong with me... supposedly. Anywhom...
The doctor asked me about my insomnia, then we talked about my loss of appetite which lead to the discussion of depression... let me make that word clear for you... DEPRESSION!!! ... dun dun DUN! I find it rather amusing how he jumped right to the conclusion when he hadn't thought about... my formal is in 2 mths... maybe i want to buy a dress that's size 4 rather then a dress in a size 8? and how i have trouble sleeping since i was a little girl. Thank gosh he's not my actual doctor, would have been a rather sorry sight indeed.

My dad called me today, to bring up to speed, he texted me about half a year ago telling me he was off to live in china with his girlfriend... And ironically on fathers day, he rings up and tells me he's just moved back into Sydney... MAKE UP YOUR BLOODY MIND MATE! not that i really care, he can stuff himself, i don't need a man! or a woman! mother or father, i don't need anyone really for that matter! haha,

Anywhom, i'll stop ranting, thanks for reading = )

Regards,