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| wat a long strange trip it has been. SEA has been entertaining and interesting. it was a good thing to do before i deal with shit in the US. ugh, my retirement IRA, and various other things in the near future i gotta deal with.
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| Mikes
cell: Recalculating, recalculating recalculating recalculating
recalculating recalculating recalculating recalculating recalculating
recalculating route.
Me: Shut the fuck up gps fone and make up ur mind. we taking a left or a right??!!!!
Mikes Cell: Battery life low.
Me:...... Damn you....FTL
1 Timothy 1:17-19
1 Timothy 4:14-16
1 Timothy 6:20-21
2 Timothy 2: 22-25
"What
is the difference between Math and Philosophy? In Math, there can only
be 1 genius, because there is only 1 right answer, but in Philosophy
there are a thousand geniuses because you can always be right and never
be wrong."
"of course u wanna be like a kid and jump without
looking. but it is easy to say that, cuz u kno that ur rents or some
adult has got ur back and catches u wen u fall. sometime, u gotta grow
up and get strong and smart.... so wen someone else falls, u will hav
the know-how and courage to summon ur strength to hold on tight and
never let them touch earth with a jacket of careless regret. that is
burden of life we deal with..." |
| About Me: |
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Me: I hate dc so much.
MyCousin: You wouldnt hate dc so much if u didnt hafta leave. I'd hate drivin 2 hours to get home too.
Me: duly noted, best retort to my hatred ever.
I fart sunshine and shit rainbows.
I
often use the word "yu" instead of "u" or "you." Though ppl make fun of
me, i think it will start to catch on. jus yu wait. And no, yu is not
the name of my Korean imaginary friend...(mike aka jerk)
I wish
i could paint the pieces that my mind creates, but my arthritic hands
and blind eye fails to blend the bastard hues that'll cultivate my
potrait. So all i can do is speak the curves of mind and the strokes of
my imagination, in hopes that yu can see wat i see, the way that i see
it.
I am predictably random. i hav chill mood swings. im a
complacent emo. i am a cynical believer in good faith gestures. really,
im pretty much all the fucked up shit u ever thought of and all the
rational good u ever dealt with, that intermingled into one tangible
by-product....me. im far from perfect, but im not exactly mentally
screwd in the head. im jus an odd assortment of life, like a bag of any
flavor jellybeans... i hav strawberry flavor sitting next to the butter
popcorn. |
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| ye ionno wassup lately. still got a subconscious infatuation. im tired. im lazy as per usual and my consistent disdain for life has peaked. thinkin about doing the full time school thingy cuz i dont think life sucks enuff yet. dunno if i can pull it off, but im thinkin about trying, it is doable since my sister can do it without hesitation and with ease. on the other hand she likes her major and topic of sunday, and i hate everything about learning business, aside from the transaction part where i take ppls money. | | |
| i dont know anymore. i really dont. but this change should and would be good. mayb something in my head will click, but whether i want to or not, i gotta wait. waiting is the part no one can really stand to deal with, cept for those sadist monks who make time stand still. but for normal ppl, waitin is the hardest part. so i will do wat i can, how i can, wen i can and not force the future. on a good note, i finally found out my blood type. sucks. but is also good. taking life one day at a time.
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| im never gonna be the fastest, tallest, strongest, smartest and everything else under the sun. there is always someone bound to be better or at least equal to me. im never gonna be the most self-actualized person, or happiest or fulfilled. but for everything im not, is everything they are not. so who cares if im not like that guy, im jus glad that that guy isnt like me. im not special, but im not a warmbody waiting to get cold in a casket either...and that is all i know.
Masuda Toshio -best musician out there tonight. without words, ive wanted to cry, smile, love and hate at a bat of an eye.
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