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&&Oo1;; Jenny Nguyen
&&Oo2;; Young =]
&&Oo3;; February 13
&&Oo4;; Vietnamese
&&Oo5;; Vancouver BC, Canada
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&&O11;;Vxer, MSN user && Blogger player


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&&Title;; A New Begining
&&Programs;; Adobe PS Elements & Notepad
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&&Inspiration;; Boredom xDD
&&Codes;; 1oo% Laydee Sweetness
{Friday, February 24, 2006}
Giving Up The Fight

What's the point of living, when all it is so wrapped up with who is the coolest, hottest or riches? Who's to tell who is so cool? Who's to tell who we are? Are we sheep, following the leaders? What's the point of living, when everyone is so into fights, violence and war? When everyone has to defend themselves against five different people? When everyone rely on their words and action. Hurting and hating. What happened to peace and love? What happened to the peaceful time, when all we did was fogive but never to forget. What's the point of living when all we do is determine the fates of others. To become the loser when no one knows you, or doesn't like you. Everyone is suddenly the enemy. All this harsh words and emotional fights. This is so worng. To point out one preson and make fun of them, just because they are different. Sometimes, I just feel like giving up.

& written by -- Laydee Sweetness | 2/24/2006 08:59:00 PM