Sore Loser

1 thing i hate bout being me is i cant stand to lose.
Why i'm not putting this as a private post is cuz i already have a post in that blog about me being a sore loser.

So what the heck la, everyone's got their weaknesses and negativity.

I suck, ya ya, i know. You suck too. I disappointed myself and worst of all, my lecturer who had hopes for me. Can i say bad words??

Nah..better not la. So many things i feel like hitting now, so many people i wanna shout at rite now.

What can i do? Breathe, jus breathe. Wait, F is just a letter, i can use it. It can stand for many words ya: fish, frog, food, fork, faculty, facility......ok then.

F(ish) those whom are stupid, like me
F(eet) those who cant do anything rite for 1 moment , like me
F(oam) those who always beat me in everything
F(ate) those who always say their not good but in fact they are, by the proof from their results
F(an) those who ppl always put hopes in but got let down in the end, like me
F(ortress) everyone of u
I hate me. I hate u.

Pms? No, but it'll pass

And seriously:

1. Stop telling me what i can and cannot do. I know me, i know what i'm capable of and what i'm not.
   
2. Stop telling me that i can do these many things when i know i cant.
3. Stop telling me what i am and what i'm not. AS IF u know me so well.
   
4. Stop telling me that things will be alrite when they'll never be.
   
5. Stop having ur own say for EVERYTHING & ANYTHING! Everybody have their own opinions, u dont have 2 say out everything. Think through what u wanna say 1st b4 u make a fool of yourself or hurt ppl's feelings.

U know the song "Who Cares" by Sara Bereilles :

Keep drinking coffee, stare me down across the table
While I look outside
So many things I’d say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by

You’ve got opinions, babe
We’re all entitled to ‘em, but I never asked
So let me thank you for your time, and try not to waste anymore of mine
And get out of here fast

I hate to break it to you babe, but I’m not drowning
There’s no one here to save

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

You sound so innocent, all full of good intent
Swear you know best
But you expect me to jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset

I’m not the one who’s lost with no direction
But you’ll never see
You’re so busy making maps with my name on them in all caps
You got the talking down, just not the listening

And who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

All my life I’ve tried to make everybody happy
While I just hurt and hide
Waiting for someone to tell me it’s my turn to decide

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

Let me hold your crown, babe.

Those in red is dedicated to you.