Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead.
Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow.
Do not walk beside me, either.
Just leave me alone.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
A wanderer's tale.
sup g!,Hmm..well,i don't really have any concrete substance to write about..let me just beat around the bush and see what i can conjure up..
well as you know,im here..in lahad datu..damn i missed this place..its been 7 months since i came back..and heck yeah i missed it..well..it's ok..But i kinda realize, this place is pretty,umm how can i put this aptly..mundane,without peers..Sufri is coming back tommorow..He came from manchester around a month back.I would have met him earlier if i didn't go to australia..Oh well..stuff happens..But he is coming back tommorow thought..so i guess that's better...
But what i really want is,to go to kk..ann's there..omg,i miss her too..it's been ages since i saw her..sanjay left for england today..and will be back 10 days later..a big whoop for him..lol..atlast he's goin out of the country..as for me,well i shudder of the thought of goin back to india..hmm..i mean..well..blah,i dont know..I hate to comprehend situations like this..Id rather be blissfully ignorant in my own little world..Where i can skip around the daisy filled meadows,prancing about in my loin cloth..surrounded by cherubs and singing muffins..oh oh,and doughnuts too..
oh how they would sing songs about me..and i'll frolic with them all day long..nibbling them bit by bit..and they wont even mind..hmm talking about cherubs,I'd spank them till their little cheruby bums turn carmine red..*cough cough*..note to self,refrain from spilling the beans on fantasies..
Anyway moving on..it seems this swine flu is getting out of hand..i wish captain planet was here...he'd know what to do..when your powers combine,i am captain planet..hmm funny thing is,i always hated that show..i thought it was crap and a waste of airtime..But somehow now,i do silently wish he was real..like omg,swine flu could be that pig man in the show,you guys remember?..the grotesque being,with a pot belly and the head of a pig.?..and a mohawk if my memory serves me right..
ugh,how the heck did he even come to being?..yuck,was his parents like half man,half pig..thats appalling..downright sick..things they show kids..tsk tsk..
i just feel like writing though..cuz i am that bored now..it seems my house has become funsentral for rats,like a genting highlands for rats and their families.the cool spot,where the coolest rats come to hangout..it's like the who's who of rats are up there in my attic..smoking their joints and drinking from their goblets..sometimes it actually sounds like the rats are having their annual Olympics up there..running about and shit..And i guess they're all well fed..sometimes it sounds like you got freakin cats up there..i swear im gona hunt each and everyone of them and blow their brains out with a shotgun..only bummer is..i don't have one.
oh well,gota start looking then...bye!..
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