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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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Sunday, December 05, 2004

wazzup

well ... looks like another boring day .... but with such an awful neck pain ..... i think i might have slept in a wrong position to get it hurt until like this .... well ..... i was suppose to do the house chores .... but .. unfortunately ... i went into hiding .... i had to hide sumthing .... which might have caused me to be bombarded with questions ......

sooo i went into hiding ..... but finally i had to go out ... into the public view ... as my mother kinda forced me to follow her out ..... in search of my side mirror .... n to send her rice cooker for repair .... man was it tough to conceal wat i was suppose to hide ..... plus there was 1 in plain view ..... omg .... i wonder if my mother knew wat it was ..... or realize it in the 1st place ..... sooo .... i just kept quite .... n just remain cool ..... though i was panicking .... soo .... i had to move on ..... try not to make it soo obvious .... bought my lunch ..... n off we went back home where i concealed myself once again ..... i conceal myself in the comp room .... while working on my blog .....

soon it was dinner time ... i had to help out in cooking ..... though the strong smell of the chilly kinda got to my nose .... i had to stand it for awhile ....

ahhhh finally ..... the time to fill my stomach up .... right after my dinner .... i was lectured .... n lectured .... by both of my parents for not helping out in the house .... well ... i wanted to ... but .... seeing the circumstances .... i had to hold it in .... n just ..... listen .... or ignore wat they say ..... finally .... it was over ... had to help clear up the mess of the dinner ... then .,.... im back here ..... wait ..... i went to read my graphic novel .... then only did i came here .... n so we have .... the life of MaS ..... in this blog ....

posted by Elwyn at 8:53 PM

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