Latent in every man is a venom of amazing bitterness, a black resentment; something that curses and loathes life, a feeling of being trapped, of having trusted and been fooled, of being the helpless prey of impotent rage, blind surrender, the victim of a savage, ruthless power that gives and takes away, enlists a man, and crowning injury inflicts upon him the humiliation of feeling sorry for himself...
I believe in luck...How else can you explain the success of those you hate?? | 
how do i explain the success of those i hate? hmm...
most of them study/work hard... hard as in they don't even know the commercials that are playing almost every 15 minutes on tv, or what movies are playing, or that an alleged coup d' etat caused the suspension of classes last, last friday.
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i guess the point of it all is not having what you want... and not having enough balls nor luck to go get it.
everyone must have a balance in them, otherwise, the person may as well be dead. some may be so rich, but they're either dumb or ugly, or have low EQ's. all of us have flaws, there's no point comparing.
to make the long story short: OK LANG NA WALA KANG PAMBILI NG IPOD VIDEO, AT LEAST MAY RADIO NAMAN YUNG CELLPHONE MO. (scrap out the part that says you don't need it, just be contented with what you have.)
ok, i don't make any sense, i'll shut up now. :)