Such hurtful vengeance
such ignorance feigned
a heart split into shards millions
hurt I am deeply.

Monstrous as it sounds
horrible it is to accept
must such words be uttered
though there is a chance
someone might be hurt?

Insensitivity rule the mind
intent burst the boundaries
some just never think
what would happen
to the intended recipient

COPYRIGHT AISHAIN 2008

oya, natasha hudson should really study media ethics and law? especially copyright laws? to me, it's so so so obvious that she plagiarised the englishman's work. its obvious. tho I wish to know what happens now n wat actually happened. i hope hudson is innocent tho. this can seriously ruin her film career. plagiarism is a major offence in the world of media. like drug trafficking in the normal world.

oya, n a direct confrontation would be better in THIS case. i'd prefer it as so. first time tats coming from me. n im not usually ur confronting type? but now, for this case, i am converting to one.

theres no need to trample upon my dignity in cyberspace and make it the joke in your life and teh topic of your blog. the fact discussed was pretty obviously linked to me and how i wish God has given you a heart not to create an insultamando (as Jughead puts it) of this extent. although i know its ur blog n u r free to express such things, but please have respect also for me as a person with emotions and feelings and a brain, n theres a limit to it as well? No man is an island, hello?

i think this is such a great disappointment because i had expected a confrontation instead of a lame entry in a blog. n how i wish God has given you a sound and clear mind before you had posted up such things?

if the person noes wat this entry is for, i hope an sms or a call will come my way as soon as you completing reading this. i hope to receive an earful at least, or a verbal abuse i dun mind at all, because I cannot stand such disrespect and malice of such a case to be posted up online. i would rather listen to you talk to me and iron out your speculation whatever.

i terribly miss Mr. S now. badly. i need his laughter n lameness.
why do such shitty things happen when im about to celebrate my freedom from shitload of work?