Give the world a Virtue...

if i got a miracle and allowed to give the world a virtue...
i will fill the world with kindness..
kindness include : generousity, no-jealousness,revenge etc.
generousity , it will give positive and negative impact..
positive impact will be seen if someone is having difficulty such as money, another person will give him money to be lend.., if actually no one is helping the money-less person.., then this may lead to criminals...,they are forced to do bad things...
while the negative impact is.., when a person is happy with the money he receive from another person.., then the laziness will born on him.., he will not work to earn money..
jealousness is lead of criminal..
a lot of people don't feel satisfied with things they have...
when he see someone using things that attracted and he doesn't have one..
sometimes , stealing is the solution to some people...
a lot of things happen through this bad roots, jealousness.
revenge also lead to criminals a lot of times..
when someone done bad things to a person.., the person will revenge what the other person has done..
just like when we keep on scolding our maid..
if they keep it on their heart..
and they will start to revenge one day..
they even can kill their master if they have lost their temper..
so kindness is the best thing i would give if i am allowed to give a virtue to this world...
hope that this world will filled with peace..

problem we face in the world....

we can find problems all around the world...
everyone must have problems in their life...
because this is called as life...
now..
i think that terrorism is the most scariest thing..
just a week ago..
there's bomb in J.W Marriott and Ritz Carlton...
they are not suppose to do that...
it's too violent...
they hurt a lot of people..
they even killed people..
J.W Marriott is built by the American..
while the terrorist against the American...
why they wanted to kill people..
and they even commit suicide only to bomb...
why they have to do that kind of stupid things?
a lot of innocent people died ...
i don't think that they deserve to be death...
they all do good...
i just can stay and hope that the terrorist will change their mind and start to do goods...
it's better to do goods than do bad things...

bad day... T.T

Homework here and there...
like shit la...
go die...!!!
even tuition teacher...
so ungentle....
he called my mom...
DAMN HIS FUCKING ASSSSSSSSSS
and...
i thought i'm lucky alr...
but what??!!
my toothache lost.., but my flu come...
really a bad day rite??!!
worse still she doesn't look like care...
OMG!!
she didn't even look at me when i talked to her...
what happened??!!
some1 tell me please...
worse when her friends ask her..
who is more important between
me,JC,or LT..
she didn't even answered...
she just laugh..
i think she doesn't take it serious..
give me idea what to do...
FUCKING DAY LA...

i remember the last time i cried

everybody has cried before,every ordinary humanhas their first cry when they just came into this world. For me, crying is not an embarassing thing to do since everyone does it.
As i remember,the last time i cried was about 4 years ago. It was supposed to be when I was in P5.I was running out of my house,as far as i could.This happened because my mom slashed at me using a belt.
At that time, I was not considered as a good child, I did what i wanted without thinking the consequences.This was the problem which cause me run out of the house.
That day was Saturday,about 2p.m in the afternoon.I was called by my tuition teacher for my tuition,I knew that it was going to be terrible.Since I hate mandarin so much, I started to be stubborn and continued watching TV, my mom tried to persuade me by money, but my heart stood still.I didn't change my decision until my mom took a belt and slashed me.
It still didn't work on me, so my mom's emotional increased and burst out just like a volcano..., she beated me even harder until my stomach bleed.I started to think why she wanted to force me, so I run out as far as i could from my house,and i started to cry while i was running.
I tried to run faster and faster.But not until a Kilometer,I was tired and stopped to rest.I still could look at my parents who were trying to find me,i stayed there and cry,for about 2 hours,they found me.
They persuaded me to go home,they tried for an hour , so I thought back and finally I went home.
Since that incident,my mom has not beaten me anymore until today...

nothing special...

i asked her to go out....
hope can..
but it seems like she can't
damn bomb...
she's not let to go because of bomb season...
go die la!!!
then i go there alone...
damn all!!!

first day of blogging...
just have to tell..
me and her is more than fine...
hope will keep it up...
hha..