Friday, October 15, 2004
and so the gloves are off. the blog entry in August was used by the same bastard against me in some sort of a smear campaign. It was "accidentally" mailed the committee of the Singaporean Student's Association to "show" how a venomous bastard I actually am, spreading lies and desolation about the upright responsible person he has since become after winning his one man competition.
apart from the rather scathy readership of this blog, which i don't keep track of, for it serves no purpose, i make no apologies. i am a venomous bastard if provoked. No one can tell me how my mind should or should not work. my mind is my mind. no one, nor any institution, religious, political or otherwise can fuck with it.
this blog isn't written for anyone or everyone, especially that bugger. it serves merely to record the machinations of my very unique individual self as and when i feel like it. a record serves no purpose except to record.
If it brings pleasure or desolation or whatever-the-hell-one-might-feel, all very well and good. I take no credit, for the credit is yours. If i incur your own sense of self righteousness, judge me---> i don't give a flying monkey's
a thing to take note, for that person reading it: when you're on the way down, you're on the way down. no two ways about it.
apart from the rather scathy readership of this blog, which i don't keep track of, for it serves no purpose, i make no apologies. i am a venomous bastard if provoked. No one can tell me how my mind should or should not work. my mind is my mind. no one, nor any institution, religious, political or otherwise can fuck with it.
this blog isn't written for anyone or everyone, especially that bugger. it serves merely to record the machinations of my very unique individual self as and when i feel like it. a record serves no purpose except to record.
If it brings pleasure or desolation or whatever-the-hell-one-might-feel, all very well and good. I take no credit, for the credit is yours. If i incur your own sense of self righteousness, judge me---> i don't give a flying monkey's
a thing to take note, for that person reading it: when you're on the way down, you're on the way down. no two ways about it.
