Hihi =)
Found an interesting forum topic while surfing the net..

Why Not Live Without Religion?

I'm nt trying to get anth across ok.. =\
Its just interesting how everyone's point of view on religion is, and can make us starting thinking. Would the world really be better off without religion? I doubt it =X
Shan't say anth more. Hahas. For more discussions please go to the above link. ^^

Anyways, HMT was mother fucking @#?/^!+* incomprehensible. Ommggggg. Nice =D
Its nice sitting with Chien Wei, Wei Kiat and Kai Qin. Nice ppl =)
Nxt week exams are gna start soon... Argh. Stress. But nt tht I care much anyway =DD
I don't really care about my results whatsoever anymore. I don't really noe why. =\
Weird huh? I rmb myself as smeone hu cared bout results or grades.. Now.. Wadever.

I would love to waste some time lying on some wide grass field with the blue sky and the bright sun above me.. That would be so calming and soothing. WITHOUT THE URBAN NOISE. Holyshit, I can sometimes hear kids screaming at the playground below. Noiiisssyyyy. =( Inconsiderate fellows. Tsk.
I would love to enjoy some trip that gets me away from urban areas.. So demanding and suffocating. And maybe heal my unseen wounds abit. No stitching can help I think xD
Dun need to see people I don't wish to see.. Or hurt me, in any case. All alone with Nature. Great. =)

I've really gt nothing more to post about.. So I think I'll come up with some story. =D

Friendship, Love, and Death.

Gray was the sky as thunder crashed and streaks of lightning flash across the enveloping darkness. Rain poured as if the sky itself is crying in sorrow.

In front of Xan, lying lifeless on the muddy water-logged ground, was the body of Lester. With rain pouring down mercilessly, pitter pattering into the puddles left on the ground by heavy footsteps, blood spread on the ground like an octopus spreading all its tentacles. Lester was dead. Xan, with eyes of horror, brought his stained hands with Lester's blood to his face, staring into them like something was cursed about them. Something dropped onto the floor.

It was a knife. Blood was left on the edges of the sharp blade, and the tip, abit blunted. Xan walked over to the lifeless body before him and kneeled next to it. "I'm sorry.. I'm really sorry." Xan muttered to the corpse. Rain mixed with tears, the droplet of water rolled down Xan's cheeks. He began weeping silently. He had just killed his best friend.

It all started from an incident that had happened a week ago. Xan had liked a girl in his class. He was shy and did not dare risk confessing to her. He told his feelings about her to his best friend, Lester. Lester, whom was always understanding, listened to Xan silently. Having trusted Lester so long, Xan was sure his secret was safe with him. He felt better after telling someone. But what he did not know was that Lester incidentally liked that same girl, and was adamant on possessing her. So the first thing Lester did to eliminate Xan's chances were to tell the girl about Xan. He told the girl that Xan liked her. And started badmouthing about him. It was a case of backstab.

Xan was oblivious to all these. At first, the girl said "hi" to him everyday. Now, after Lester's betrayal, the girl started to dislike him. No longer saying "hi" to him, now, everytime she saw Xan, she would mutter a "ugh." and walk away. Xan was deeply hurt by this. He told his feelings to Lester and Lester listened, like he always did. Nothing seemed wrong. Lester felt happy. He continued badmouthing Xan, and started gaining trust from the girl. The girl started developing an affection for Lester. Lester's plan was a complete sucess.

But Xan soon found out that the girl liked Lester. He confronted Lester. Lester started to tell Xan everything that he did. Lester smiled. Xan never expected a backstab, and by his best friend at that. Anger welled up inside of Xan like never before. A mixture of sadness,anger and resentment built up in Xan. He felt like exploding. Xan ran away, tears flowing freely as he ran and ran..

The following days, a cold war had started. Between Xan and Lester. The girl Xan liked obviously sided Lester. Xan was terribly hurt. One day, he decided to clear things up with Lester in a secluded place so that there will be no interference. Lester agreed.

Staring coldly into each other's eyes, Xan approached Lester with killing intent in his eyes. Lester did not back off either. Xan started questioning Lester. But Lester was being an a-hole, and just shrugged his questions off, replying:" Duno. Duno. Duno." Xan was furious. He took out a knife he had put into his small bag. Lester was surprised to see this. He backed off abit, and said:" Erm, we can talk things over.. There is no use in resorting to dangerous items" Lester felt abit uncomfortable. Xan had a different aura than before. Xan meant business. Xan walked towards Lester. Lester started backing away more. With a loud shout of "WHY?!", Xan charged towards Lester with all his might. Lester was not prepared for such an action, and had no reaction towards this. Xan pointed his knife towards Lester's chest, and stabbed it into his right chest. The knife had hit a bone. Xan looked at Lester's face. Lester's face was filled with anguish and fear.

Xan pulled out the knife. Lester leaned towards Xan,clutching his chest with his left hand, and with his right hand, put onto Xan's left shoulder. Lester looked at Xan with eyes of regret and remorse. Xan stared back coldly. He pushed Lester away, and Lester stumbled abit. Xan decided to deal a final blow. He thrust his knife into Lester's chest once more, harder and more mercilessly than before. Lester yelled in pain. No one could hear him. The place was secluded. With his last breath, Lester managed to speak abit. "...Xan..Help me..". Lester stared into Xan. And with that, he fell onto the ground, his eyes still creepily staring at Xan.

Xan came back to his senses. He felt like something had taken over him. Something never before. He felt afraid and scared. And a dead friend lying in front of him staring right at him was not going to make him feel any better.

Now, still kneeling in front of his dead friend, Xan suddenly stood up, and smiled eerily. "You deserved it Lester. Go to hell." Xan said with coldness in his voice, and kicked Lester on his side. Lester rolled onto his side and stayed that way.

The rain started to let up now. But thunder continued echoing and lightning flashed more and more. Xan walked away slowly. This was just a beginning.

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For your information, Xan later changed his name into George, as the prisoner of Hell's Prison in The Prisoner.

Interesting story? Please leave your comments in my tagboard. Constructive criticism is welcome, but don't be mean ok! ;D

Okok. Enough alr =) Gtg, bye!