so.. i am home sick today.. bored out of my mind, so heer is soem stuff i have been writting about all daay.

Have you ever wondered what you would do after school, what you will become. A writer? A designer? Or maybe just travel the world. My friends will go out into the world and do extraordinary things, and what about myself ? I don’t know what I will become the day that the hats go up in the air and school is over. The day I won’t have to hit sleep on my alarm clock to wake up. To wake up and not know what is next in life. To wish you had one more day with your long lost friends. To wish you could have done more in school, to wish you could have made a better life for yourself.


and...

This immutable world,
Eating away at his soul.
It divulges its apodictic phrases,
Thinking they can be twisted.
This constant tremble,
Scatters across the earth,
Shifting these words,
They shall live twisted and turned around,
They shall be told through the eyes of the besieged in this disastrous world,
Whether you like it or not.

and also..

Thin skin,
Thick skulls,
And awkward touching ,
Each one unique by a fractions of an inch.

Warm Heart,
Cold Hands,
And awkward feelings,
Each one unparalleled by a fraction of an inch.

Mind so right,
Mind so wrong,
And awkward thoughts,
Each one incomparable by a fraction of a second.

Feeling hate,
Feeling love,
An awkward comprehension,
Each one unequal by a fraction of a moment in time.


well thats all for noww. umm comment. i dunno how this blog'ing stuff works but yeah. cheers :]