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Thursday, March 16, 2006
11:52 pm

I was right.. Melissa got booted!
I need to tub sum bong. Some alcoholic saccharine.

This week: I wanna(ed) run!!! So you think you can _____?
There's some planned purpose to it- not just mere fateful chance.. But, blast it anyhow laa!

I'm so much more freed up as juxtaposed to other members..urgh. Disembowelment??
But where do I dump all that CANNOT be spoken of; let alone all those that I shouldn't even mentally appraise/emotionally savour? Fed up seems more like it.

But that don't help us gather the slightest understanding whatsoever. Nothing here ever clearly divulges to people my every single where and whenabouts. And it'll stay this way. But this conceit that no one's ever able to blow my cover..is somewhat wearing thin. Please backfire soon, for an invigorating shattering.

Eccentricity cannot be emulated. Because I owe you, and you owe me- it's all the same..don't be so cheap. The power circle remains intact.

And so, as they have started to remind us of us, we can start washing our hands off this life. Even the recently tightened regimentation and those cumbersome additions and amendments all around do not daunt us one bit. I'll stay ignorant and inactive to it. It's a lingering glee. So, come on!

Well random friends have now turned themselves soft and approachable. What gives, man?! And renting blows me away. Don't you see the dreadfully simple principle it operates on? The tipping effect kicks in in more ways than one in my life. Flowing into my path are oodles of truckloads of open doors and favour with Rens. So I can't stay like this- I'd be run over soon if I don't keep on movin' so I can push the button.

This, "cannot deep sleep, but can nap" motto applies so aptly to me, in all that I do! And the Ocean Butterflies left me pondering how luck is so ingeniously inversely proportionate to passivity..

With another chalet week for me this entire past week, I can't seem to see the sweeter vision that should lie ahead. It's all been funtimes- delving together into the clicking up of the past (History+unpronounceable names), the exaggerated impersonations and the slapstick hilarity. All these just culminate in an unblemished gratitude for the worthiness of this wretched service!!

So people have caught, and CAN catch the spirit behind every single post appearing here. EVEN without me properly knowing where my motivation's located. It's gradually slowing down for me so I can catch up. You know, the whole Dead thing.

An irrevocable rampage onward.
A"thank you" should always mean I didn't earn the reward or incentive through merit or hard work. How true.

And how convenient- all of these. All- just my idiosyncratic impulsiveness, part two.

doodled
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