"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye."
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My name is Renald. A profile? That's troublesome. If I had to say something, I wished I didn't exist. Screw humans and their own stupid problems. Sometimes I wonder why the hell I even bother to try and make people happy, or whatever. Most of them wouldn't appreciate the effort, or even take notice. I wish I'd just sleep and never wake up. Stuck in dream forever, doing whatever I want. Inception anyone? I'm not sure whether all those sweet memories and fun times I've had could make up for the disappointment I feel I've been thus far. The times I've been drove to the edge, feeling almost insane. The pain being unbearable. Be careful what you wish for? I don't know. Well.. dont regret your life and what you make of it. Tresure the present, because they will never come back again.
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4:20 PM
Friday, February 19, 2010
Right, I just came back from school and I have lots of things to say. This is going to be an epicly controversal long post. Get Ready, because it'd blow your mind away.

Kay, where should I begin? School.

School today was the same like any other friday. Till I went to Art. Basically, I didn't bring my art work to school today, so I was told to bring it on Monday instead. Instead of going home, I stayed back for nothing, really. Absolutely nothing. I helped Benedict with some of his work while listening to mp3. After which, I basically sat there with a piece of drawing block. Took a pencil, and drew everything that was on my mind. Dumb pointless things, of course. I drew a monster called the Teddy Mugger, with lots of little stickmen with speech bubbles on top. I spent a total of 55 minutes drawing and colouring everything that could be coloured on that piece of drawing block. After which, I made a casual comment which I do all the time, "I just wasted ~~~ of my life". Upon hearing the comment, an art teacher called over to me, and told me to explain why I made that comment. I tried to explain I was helping my friend in doing his work then got bored and started sketching crap, but apparently she mistook me by thinking I said I wasted my life helping my friend. Then she said this "What a lousy friend you are." I was, stunned. Nobody has called me a lousy friend before, well, not that I know of. And hell I was about to break down but because I am "totally man", I continued trying to explain that wasn't the case. She finally got it and asked me how I could not waste time. I just replied something like, by doing useful things? She ended the conversation by saying : "You're a young man, don't waste your life away, you choose your own life." Like yeah, I knew that.

Despite already knowing that, I went home thinking about that statement and what it meant. It really made me think, why the screw did I just waste 55minutes drawing a monster and some stickmen and colouring them? Oh that's right, I'm pathetic. That, was a really big blow to my ever-so huge ego. Anyway on to the contreversy.

Fashion. Its such a pointless thing. I briefly talked to Jiayu last night about fashion, how I felt it sucked round stuff. Whoever created fashion, yeah thanks buddy. I don't really care how I look, just as long as I feel comfortable. Okay I'm kidding, I care about how I look. But not to the very extent of trying to "fit in" with the fashion trend.

One point, Socks. I really don't get why people have the mindset that people with slightly longer socks than ankle socks are nerds, no-lifers. I mean come on, what's the difference? Do ankle socks make you feel more "comfortable"? Perhaps, but not very likely. Personally, I don't give a flying sock about socks, wearing ankle socks just put you into a better position to get spotted by the disclipline master and having to spend more money buying even longer socks from the Student Council room.

Not only socks, everything else. I understand the need to look good but don't go to the extent of laughing at someone's fashion trends or clothings? *cough*not referring to anything*cough*
Please, comfortable is the new cool. Come to school naked or in your pyjamas if it makes you happy. Personally I don't mind. *cough*

Speaking of looks, one thing I have realised is that people care much much more about looks than their own attitude or character. Personality if you will. And I must admit I'm victim to that shit that I don't agree with. Looks may be important, but what's inside of you is even more important. What's the point of looking all chiobu-ish when deep down you're just one mean, nasty son of a gun? To be honest I have no idea why I'm saying this but lets carry on anyway.
Which is why I hate myself. I don't get to know anyone good enough before starting to develop feelings for them without even knowing them.

I realised, every pointless thing you do, makes you learn something.Which makes it not pointless. Everything's here for a reason. Except for the Teddy Mugger, he has no reason. Closer inspection of my heart reveals that I did all of what I did today to get my mind off someone. To focus on something else, a distraction. Perhaps I chose the wrong thing to do. Well, I don't care.

Hmm, this doesn't seem that long after all.

-Renald
I'll be lovin' you until..
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honesty is the best policy, duh uh