To all who plan to party New Years Eve. Dont drink and drive and drive safely. There are many a wacko on the roads. Peace.
Printable View
To all who plan to party New Years Eve. Dont drink and drive and drive safely. There are many a wacko on the roads. Peace.
Happy Boxing Day Everyone!
and i'm goin to Maylasia and Taiwan! Whee!!
bye bye AO for a while....:(
Here's a Poem i felt was really good for u peepz to read!
Some of you may find this poem familiar cuz i got it off the cDc site
Time to go to bed.
What have I done today? Hmm.
My room is a mess.
Sat around.
Bored.
Who am I to complain?
I live in a nice house.
I am well fed.
My parents love me. They don't hit me or stub out cigarettes on my back.
I go to a decent enough school.
I'm not bullied, beaten, or left for dead.
I am not popular. I'm not Mr. Popular, but who cares?
Me? Nah.
Wait...
Maybe I do.
Just a little though.
When I think about it, I'm not too sure about my mates.
OK. So not mates. Just classmates, then.
But still mates, in a way.
So why is there that quiet when I enter the room, and sit at my desk?
Indetectable. Not even to the most sensetive equipment on the Earth.
But it's there.
Come to think of it, I'm not so sure about my parents.
Or parent.
My parents split up. I was small. Who cares?
Me? Nah.
Wait...
Maybe I do.
Just a little though.
Dad came to visit me on my birthday.
For half an hour.
He was busy. Golf awaits. Who cares?
Me? Nah.
Wait...
Maybe I do.
I sit here.
Suddenly I feel a burst of emotion.
Rage.
Quiet, silent, rage.
I want to scream. To shout. To tell my parent how I really feel. To tell
my parent how I feel about my shitty life. To blow my own ****ing head
off. To be where I want to be. To hate. To hate myself. Why?
The one decision I had to make.
The one single choice. Not difficult.
I knew what I wanted.
I didn't have the guts to say.
To shout and scream and cry.
To pound my fists in rage.
I hate my Mother. I hate my Father. I hate my Grandfather. I hate my
Brother. I hate Tom. I hate Ginger. I hate Adam.
I hate David. I hate Friday. I hate everyone. Everyone in this whole
godforsaken, pissy little world. I hate them all. I hate you.
I hate myself. I will spend the whole of the rest of my worthless, pissy
little life regretting the one time when I had a choice.
Not for long you fat, lazy ****.
Go to bed!
I want to shout and scream and cry.
To pound my fists in rage.
I cannot.
Why?
Who am I to complain?
I live in a nice house.
I am well fed.
My parents love me. They don't hit me or stub out cigarettes on my back.
I go to a decent enough school.
I'm not bullied, beaten, or left for dead.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow, I will wake up. Another day, but tonight's silent rage?
Forgotten.
But for now, I hate them. I hate them all. I hate them all. I hate them all.
Who cares?
Me? Nah.
Wait...
Maybe I do.
But just a little...
Who am I kidding?
Time to go to bed.
www.securitywriters.org
Recommended reading.
:)
some help for this thread
we gonne make it
happy christmis
Just sending the thread back up even though it is at the top.....
:p :p :p :p
Overuse of smilies #1
Hi all,
Merry Ho Ho !!!
And best wishes for a great AO New Year !!
Started :drink: and thinking about contributing my part to this thread and decided to make it a trilogy :D
First Part: The Fellowship of AO.
Me again...
Found my second part and started :dunce:
Part Two: AO strikes back.