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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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Monday, December 06, 2004

well well wat shall we do

well well ..... for i think i am most definately tired ..... wouldnt i be tired ???

waking up at 5 .... onlining for 20 mins ... b4 sleeping back for another 35 mins b4 waking up again ...... at 6 .... to prepare to go to make My Kad ..... then left the house ... waited at the registration office since 6.45 ..... b4 the office actually opened ... at 8 ....
then had to wait for another 2 more hours to get it settled ...... wat an annoying wait .... then ... went of to college ... to get sumthing from dat couple who is always keeping secrets and stuff ...... not forgetting to mention their secret blog .... for themselves only .... n i mean only for both of them .... wahhhh .... 2 me ... i think this is a good thing .... wat do u think (readers) ..... post ur comments on the chat box after the guestbook thingy .......

anywayz ..... after collecting the stuff ... which i am very extrmely greatful for .... my loved 1 n i went to pyramid to have our lunch ...... actually it was brunch ... as we never had our breakfast .... ooohhhh ... she also came with me to do the My Kad ...... then we went walking around pyramid ..... went into seed ... looked at some discounted items ... she went to try it out .... n guess wat .....

her frame broke .... n ooo .. was she sad over the broken frame ... she truly loved dat frame .... well ... cant blame her .... cos she truly truly liked the frame soo much .... anywayz ... took her back home .... n guess wat ..... i forgot to lock my mother's car which i drove today ..... check out the incident of my car's lost mirror ..... cant get it fixed anytime soon ..... wahhh lucky nothing inside was stolen .....

then drove back home ... with my mother's powerful car ...... noisy ... but powerful .... anywayz ... went to her house to retrieve her old frame .... then .. we moved on to the specs shop .... n there she settled her things pretty fast ..... then ... it owuld be ready in 1 hours time .... soo .. wwe headed back to her house ... there ... played with the comp for awhile .....

then ... we headed out to get her new frame with the old lense ..... then off we went .... to her appointment .... ahhh .. after her appointment .... she wasnt much in the mood anymore ... soo .. send her back home so dat she could sleep in peace ... till now she sleeps ..... n till now i am playing a fool on the comp .... well ... dats pretty much wat i wanna report for today

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