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lost dreams

My name is MaS,
and i have yet to grow,
from my adolescent state,
to wat many call as a mature adult,
though i am no longer a teen by age,
thy shall act like a kid,
but only for a certain time,
or risk facing trouble thats shit,
im no longer a kid,
im no longer a teen,
but could i still act as one,
for the fun of it.

Life, is shit, and shit is life, and this is how h eruns his life. Life is unfair and so is he, he harden his soul to create a emotionless spree. He is soo lame he is soo quiet, but that is how he is. He is all vulgar and also disgusting, but he is who he is and not like other. He holds a principle, based on his soul, its always changing with the flow of time. The growth is there but it isn't obvious because the life he's in is so damn troublesome. He may seem all nice, he may seem like a pushover, but never try his limit or you'll face his anger. His life is tough, and he knows others too have it tough, but everyone is different and they should never be compared. Comparison kill his spirit, comparison killed his mind, it is as though it is no more his but rather it is others. He is disturbingly disturbed and sometimes extremely the extreme, but this is rare as its a rare phenomenon. He is nothing but a fool indeed, living thru this life with all he got. His life seems awful, but it is to him alone, he wouldn't understand others as how others wouldn't understand him. Thank you so much for reading this shit, as it means alot for his stuff to be read.


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Thursday, December 09, 2004

hehehehe

been pretty lazy to blog nowadays ..... cos lots of stuff to do ... but im not doing it .... stupid rite .... well ... i am dat stupid .. as usual ..... im a slow blur case idiot who always procrastinate ..... well ... this is my style ..... enjoy 1st .... work later .... but it seems to fail .... i always enjoy ... n never work .... work got la abit ..... but very minimal .....

im terrible arent i .... well i think so 2 ..... wat can say .... many bad traits ... horrible person i may be ... or i am such a horrible person .... i am suppose to wash my car .... but unfortunately ... the rain has hindered me from doing so ..... haihz ... wat can i say .....

n yeah .... im no reader .... soo ... dun blame me for being such an idiot .... n such a blur case at times .... cos i do lack alot of knowledge which ppl has intense ..... n other ppl has greater views than i do ..... my views .... r so simplified .... dat it totally make no sense at times .... most of the times ..... well ..... im trying to show dat im pretty useless .... as how i have felt through out my years of living ... though i shud be more useful ..... but .... i feel like i lack alot of things ... which would make me soo ......

wat shall i do then ...... my motto of living ... shud be able to serve me well ..... my way of living .... is how i wanted it to be ...... my dreams ..... r dreadful ........ but all seems pretty questionable ..... except for my dream ...... dats why recently i question myself .... reasons ..... for all dat i have done ...... reasons for my existance ..... n much more ......

i think dat time i was feeling rather tired .... of many stuff ...... or maybe .... i miss the presence of my frens in my life ...... dat could also be the cause ...... well ..... this is wat i have to say ..... may everyone understand wat i say ......

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