prologue

NURUL AIN
j'ai vingth et un ans

i want to travel around the world, with bottles of mango milk tea in my esprit totebag.





Tuesday, January 25, 2005 15:42

they conquer our everyday lives. they make us do what we don't want to do. they destroy our hopes and dreams. they distort our very being. they talk about democracy.
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their definition of democracy: fight us and you will die.
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they condemn those who protest for a better change. youths are oppressed and conformed. we are forced out of our rights. we are looked down upon as the nation's downfall just because we dare to think different and for once not follow their orders. they have the highest of all degrees and earn the highest of all pays. why can't they rethink it all and give us what we rightly deserve? hippie scumbags. all we want is to say out what we think is right without being slammed and our souls taken away. if you just come out of your sad little world and see it from our point of view. yes, believe it or not, you came out from that hole.
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can you see that they are bringing about their own downfall? we go to their schools learn their *politically correct* version of everything. but what they don't realise is that there is a whole breed of us who grow up thinking the opposite of what they have always believed in. as we learn more about them, we learn more about bringing them down.
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all that suck. it's just bleeding screwed up.
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*i must have read to much. damn it*