Everyone welcomes a good compliment, well of coz, if laced with sarcasm that would pretty much suck balls as good as the person who gave it to you. But sometimes some compliments just bothers you, you know its nice but at a different angle it seems like dick. Here's one good example.

A friend of mine once told me i look very good for a person of my race. So analyse the compliment right there.....i look good...? thank you, its in my family genes i suppose.....but wait, for a person of my race ?....what, my race people aren't as good looking as you would like them to be....my friend also added, "i am sure you can find a very good looking girl from your race, you shouldnt have a problem doing it". Haha, yeah lady.....i consider your boyfriend good looking too, but he clearly had a problem finding a good looking girl from his race......Now what was i sayin about compliments.......hmmm...

For the world can be a cruel place, if you dont hurt others to get what you want, then others are gonna do exactly that.
And knowing what is right but choosing what is easy, there the problem arises leading to a major catastrophe.
I have got one guy saying he can see pain, how he sees it, only God knows.
And people whom i know have gone through abortion. Sad no doubt, but to each her/his own. Whatever makes whoever happy.

I have been thinking lately.....about what i am gonna be when i grow up. Not that i havent grown up much already, but to grow up to earn some decent pay, and an awesome career. Notice that i mentioned 'awesome'.....Yes, i wouldnt want to settle for anything less. So here's a list of awesome career which i have mind.

1) Footballer

2) Psychologist

3) Movie Director

4) Book Writer

5) Actor(Porn-Star roles will be considered)


So there you have it....In no order of preference, there is the list of my career choices.
Awesome careers dont you think. But for the moment, i am close to none of it. And i dont think i am working hard for it either. I am just waiting for some big luck to hit me hard. Or anyone to hit me hard so that i can wake up to start working.

It surprised me when i had this friend who said she didnt believe in luck. Why i asked her, simply coz she didnt seem to get any. And why did it surprise me, well everyone has to get lucky at some point. Look at me....At times i even consider myself being alive to be lucky, how you ask.....I remember dashing across the road when i was young, and this car just zoomed past me.....about quarter a meter between me and the car. If it happened otherwise, i wouldnt be here at this moment of time. Or the other time i had this girl come up to me and tell me that she likes me very much and would like to go out with me. Thats luck too....And the other time where i decided to pass the ball, but instead it went in goal. Thats luck too....

I am not sure how many people do not believe in luck, but if your a person who play or watch football, you would very much believe in luck.

Therefore, hereby i conclude that ladies believe less in luck than men.

And i am hoping that one of the above luck would happen, coz it hasnt happened. And if you know me well, you should know which one.

A FIRE-FIGHTER'S PRAYER

When i am called to duty, God

wherever flames may race,

give me the strength to save some life

whatever be its age.

Help me embrace a little child,

before it is too late,

or save some older person

from the horror of that fate.

Enable me to be alert

and hear the weakest shout,

and quickly and efficiently

to put the fire out.

I want to fill my calling

and to give the best in me,

to guard my every neighbour

and protect his property.

And if according to our fate,

i have to lose my life,

please bless with your protecting hand

my children and my mate.

And so i begin my duty tomorrow. Wish me luck.

So i am done with camp life. 7 months of staying in, weekly book-ins and outs, morning exercise, canteen food, water parade and the standard punishments. Not all of it will be missed, but it was one hell of an experience and it would be only right to say that it was fun going through shits together and coming out of it strong.

I have been posted to a nearby fire station. From now on its gonna be the real thing. Real fire and real victims. No dummies, no simulators and safety isnt being supervised by instructors, coz you are on your own with your crew.

The good ones always have thier profiles restricted in Friendster.....and i wonder why......

And would you actually wanna try save someone who wishes to die coz he/she isnt interested in living anymore ? Unless if your superman/superwoman, then i believe it would be a no....