Saturday, October 08, 2005
yes i'm superstitious, oh i'm not.
i'd reli lorve to believe in myths, legends, horoscopes or whtevr "craps". but, thr ain't no prove or somewht to "buy" my trust.
horoscopes sound soo nice and real, but guess wht, i've come to a conclusion which is, "u feel tht way, thrfore whtever the horoscope crap about, u'll deem it tht way." ain't it true? =)
i reli haf no idea wht wld become of mi in future. even near future. i owis had a vision. tings often went haywire. till i dare nort have one. which resulted in losing myself.
bah bah bah.. blah blah blah.. who cares aniwae. even i myself dunno if i shld bothr.
i'd blame god for creating me, and often felt, mayb who-n-who shldn't haf died. i shld haf replaced em, for tey're more capable of acheiving greater stuffs thn, if i reli wld. yet at times, i reli haf to thank god for givin' mi many memorable memories, sweet, nice, tender-loving memories which my frens n i share or perhaps, able to witness a millenium. u see, i'm forever a contradict.
perhaps i haf split-personalities. i might haf. whahahahas.
thr's soo mani "if-only" in me. and i owis wna to get back to childhood times. whrby i'd live oni for the sake of anthr dae of troublefree FUN. tht's whn we reli enjoyed ourselves. thr's no load on us at all. isn't tht incredible?
and i swear, if ever a dae, i haf a child of my own, i'll gif him/her the everbest childhood one child cld ever get. which is nort in terms of monetary items and stuffs. but to let him/her experience wht a child shld, at different stages of their lives. which i myself don't haf. i can oni blame my father for being a LAZY dad, who owis return home after wrk, and thr he'd lay on his bed and watch tv. doubt my family ever had a picnic together. andd thr's one trip to the beach. yes. but, it wasn't suggested by my dad. his fren's did. but, the adults went bowling, leavin' us kids alone.
my dad NEVER once brought mi kite-flying. hw i envy othr's whom teir dad brought. and i've owis felt tht daddy noes alot of stuffs. but nvr once he'd patiently sit down and share his knowledge. he owis lorved to keep things to himself. most of which, even mummy doesn't noe.
wht the craps larhs. bleahz.
i wan life to get back to norm. i need life to get back to norm. no matter hw happy i appear to be, i'm still yet anthr soul back in my nest. my room.
free me.
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