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Saturday, September 10, 2011 , 2:14 PM

[RANT] To all parents and future parents OR just anyone who likes to insult others

Please learn to distinguish the difference between encouraging your child to improve and telling your child that he/she is a failure.

For one, the distinct difference is that the latter is negative, while the former is more positive.

Encouraging means to urge your child forward, eg. telling your child that he/she has tried hard but can do better.

Telling your child that he/she is failure, MAY make him/her want to improve, but can also have detrimental effects on the child. And/or subsequently, cause him/her to become worse.

This also brings up the point that telling the child he/she is a failure can cause your child to lose hope in himself/herself, leading to depression.

This isn't what you want, is it? You wouldn't only have failed as a parent, but also as a person.

Regardless of whether you're doing this to a child or some one else, putting immense pressure on someone and/or constantly reminding someone his/her negative points is cruel. IT'S NOT HELPFUL.

Thirdly, you'll just ruin your relationship with whoever you're doing this to. Who ever likes some one who is so negative? Who is so blind to the positive sides of a person? Who fails to see that the main point is not that you've failed, but you've tried?

Putting someone down even though they've tried is the worst.

How dare you belittle someone's efforts? How dare you point the accusing finger at the person who has worked hard to achieve? How dare you not appreciate the results that have been achieved through that process?

A person who does this kind of wicked thing should be put through the same treatment. You deserve it.

Maybe you can guess why I'm saying this all of a sudden.

Still, I'm quite sure you can see my point.

Isn't it better to be more positive?

Okay. I think this is getting a little bit...

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Oh yes. I've read one of my old posts on the internet. (Not this blog, because the old posts are filled with immature 'emo' stuff.)

I'M PROUD TO SAY THAT MY OLD SELF, WAS STILL PRETTY COOL IN SOME WAYS. ヽ(*｀ヮ´*)ﾉ

I was really sarcastic. And I still love sarcasm.

Sarcasm is brilliant.

/TROLL

Oh, when I said my old self, I was referring to 2010 me. It wasn't very long ago, but I'm still different from then.

Unlike...

'I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE! There is too much homework in a single day! I really do want to relax at home... It is too stressed at school. But the solution to being stressed is just to spell the word 'stressed' backwards.
You got it yet? Yes, desserts! Too bad, it doesn't work for me. =C'

--My post in 2007 June.

What is this?

And this is already one of the less embarrassing ones I found in my archive. Hilarious.

I was...10 years old?

5 years has passed since I created this blog?

Wow. థ ౪ థ Awesome. I can't believe how... retardedly(is this even a word?)insane I was.

It's just been a year, but I got this feeling that the me last year and now are really different?

I got this feeling that I've developed a really warped sense of humour?

And the way I laugh. I wonder if it's been affected by manga/anime because...

Stage 1: Snort/giggle/laugh

Stage 2: Laugh loudly, occasional bang on table/chair

Stage 3: Laugh hard, and place both arms on table, repeatedly bang head and fist or table.

Stage 4: Snort loudly like a cross between man and pig, inhuman laughter while trying to cover mouth, have fits in stomach and legs, double over and wiggl

e like a worm with laughter. May resemble carameldansen without cat ears.

Stage 5: LAUGH SO HARD, WHOLE BODY TREMBLES AND DIES. BEFORE DEATH, BANG HEAD REPEATEDLY ON DESK, SALIVA SPURTS OUT, IF TABLE NOT AVAILABLE OR W/E, HUG THE CHAIR AND ABUSE CHAIR VIOLENTLY AS WELL. THEN PROFESS YOUR LOVE FOR THE CHAIR AND ASK WHY IT ISN'T ALIVE.

Stage 6 and above : Immediate death from overload of humour, blood spurts out from all orifices. Gruesome death. Please make appointment with victim's insurance agent.

Lately I've been going about stage 3 to 5. My death is near.

I DON'T GET WHY NO ONE GETS MY SENSE OF HUMOUR. IT IS FUNNY, ALRIGHT?

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AND PARDON MY RANDOM INSERTS OF AO NO EXORCIST PICTURES.

THEY'RE SO FUNNY. IT'S LIKE.

A GPOM.

Gratuitous Picture Of ME.

I am so very not interesting at all.

Like I should er, what do you call that. Find something actually interesting to talk about. Not some rant about how you should treat people. Or about how I was like a clown in the past ~~but secretly still am today.~~

I should end here because after that line separating the rant and this, I've been writing nonsensical crap that is invading my brain with obscene mad men dancing in their underpants. I shall end off this post with a picture describing my brain's battles with obscenity.

~~The truth is that I made this gif.~~