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If you have no idea what the f*** I am talking about (courtesy of the RI Sec 4s mentioned in dino's blog), which you probably don't know- I am talking about a very nice song. This entry will surely raise a lot of controversy against my beloved idol so naturally the song was sung by her *smiles a big fat smile* Well the song title is my entry title and after listening to it today, the meaning of the song just suddenly popped up in my mushed brain! Oh yarh, here are a few of my idocracies (made up with my mushed brain) today:
Idiocracy No. 1:
How much wood can a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
This was not conjured by me, I heard it from Fadhil before but I doubt it's his idiocracy too, so anyway, this is the idiocracy that led me to the other two =)
Idiocracy No. 2:
How much shit could a shit shit if a shit could shit shit?
Sakib replied me, "Half of itself?" I would guess so. But this is not my favourite though. "Shit" has too little syllables.
Idiocracy No. 3:
How much urine can a urine urine of a urine could urine?
A ha! This is my favourite one! Hahaha... Enough syllables (You-rine) and gross enough. But I doubt a urine could urine though, haha.
So yup, that's all for my idiocracies, if you have a good one (in this context) please leave a comment under this entry or email it to me at bigfatsmiles@gmail.com! FYI, my MSN Passport has already switched to bigfatsmiles@gmail.com. yongqiang14@gmail, yongqiang14@msn, blah blah blah is not functioning any longer because it has been spammed, somehow spoilt, stupified, silencioed, petrificus totalused or whatever. Back to "Dangerous to Know" (Do I hear moans?).
Here are the beautiful lyrics of the song:
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I don't wish to put down the entire song, but the part of the lyrics that lead me to understand the song most deeply was this part:
Who needs all the answers?
Who takes all the chances?
Who said the truth's gonna save you?
When the truth can be dangerous.
Like the way I feel,
it's all right to steal.
What I need from you
Do what I have to do.
Say what I have to say,
go where I have to go.
And that's dangerous,
dangerous to know.
Words in bold make me feel most deeply. I think this song depicts most Bloggers. Always remember, bloggers do not express their true selves on their blogs. There is this superficial mask seperating reality and hypocritical. I do not deny being hypocritical at times. After all, there are times where I have to be hypocrital, or it won't be natural if I don't do so. Like when I'm speaking to guests during the Open House, or if someone is interviewing me blah blah blah. I don't think it is wrong to be hypocritical so there's it.
I really believe I am dangerous to know. *tries to smile an evil smile*
P/s 60 days before I start writing a diary! Then I will be exactlly 13 and 3/4! Like Mr Adrian Mole! But I still haven't found a diary yet. Anyone has any good recommendations on where to buy one?
If you have no idea what the f*** I am talking about (courtesy of the RI Sec 4s mentioned in dino's blog), which you probably don't know- I am talking about a very nice song. This entry will surely raise a lot of controversy against my beloved idol so naturally the song was sung by her *smiles a big fat smile* Well the song title is my entry title and after listening to it today, the meaning of the song just suddenly popped up in my mushed brain! Oh yarh, here are a few of my idocracies (made up with my mushed brain) today:
Idiocracy No. 1:
How much wood can a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
This was not conjured by me, I heard it from Fadhil before but I doubt it's his idiocracy too, so anyway, this is the idiocracy that led me to the other two =)
Idiocracy No. 2:
How much shit could a shit shit if a shit could shit shit?
Sakib replied me, "Half of itself?" I would guess so. But this is not my favourite though. "Shit" has too little syllables.
Idiocracy No. 3:
How much urine can a urine urine of a urine could urine?
A ha! This is my favourite one! Hahaha... Enough syllables (You-rine) and gross enough. But I doubt a urine could urine though, haha.
So yup, that's all for my idiocracies, if you have a good one (in this context) please leave a comment under this entry or email it to me at bigfatsmiles@gmail.com! FYI, my MSN Passport has already switched to bigfatsmiles@gmail.com. yongqiang14@gmail, yongqiang14@msn, blah blah blah is not functioning any longer because it has been spammed, somehow spoilt, stupified, silencioed, petrificus totalused or whatever. Back to "Dangerous to Know" (Do I hear moans?).
Here are the beautiful lyrics of the song:
Click Here
I don't wish to put down the entire song, but the part of the lyrics that lead me to understand the song most deeply was this part:
Who needs all the answers?
Who takes all the chances?
Who said the truth's gonna save you?
When the truth can be dangerous.
Like the way I feel,
it's all right to steal.
What I need from you
Do what I have to do.
Say what I have to say,
go where I have to go.
And that's dangerous,
dangerous to know.
Words in bold make me feel most deeply. I think this song depicts most Bloggers. Always remember, bloggers do not express their true selves on their blogs. There is this superficial mask seperating reality and hypocritical. I do not deny being hypocritical at times. After all, there are times where I have to be hypocrital, or it won't be natural if I don't do so. Like when I'm speaking to guests during the Open House, or if someone is interviewing me blah blah blah. I don't think it is wrong to be hypocritical so there's it.
I really believe I am dangerous to know. *tries to smile an evil smile*
P/s 60 days before I start writing a diary! Then I will be exactlly 13 and 3/4! Like Mr Adrian Mole! But I still haven't found a diary yet. Anyone has any good recommendations on where to buy one?
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