It's Just My Imagination
Friday, October 07, 2005
 
as the days go by, the muscles start disintegrating into useless lumps of lipids

1. the mad rush Mean Mao Machine

the incessant attempts to keep the dang thing travel in a straight line. Gladly we've pulled through, although it has been tough and the idea of giving up and letting the car dwell in the range of 5 to 6 m seemed very inviting. we overcame our fatigue and wahahaha its almost done.

the report is hell screwed though gotta make ammendments to it.

2. battling my enemy

killing and spilling.
bring them down
fits of irritation and frustration should be barred. tolerance and patience are virtues. and i am virtuous. and i cant type in proper punctuation.

downing too much unhealthy crap.
my face is just soooooooo fat.

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i kill myself trying to get involved in everything , seeing everything and hearing everything. perhaps the time has come that i become apathetic , ignorant and uncaring.

i am more preoccupied with such unruly matters that i neglect my mission to mug. bugger. emotions are infectious. keep me away.


oh someday we'll know - New Radicals



 
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