Today was Fun=]

"Duy, what's wrooonggg..." =]

*sigh* Life's too good sometimes...*BIGGER SIGH* ahhhh...




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HHAHA. Oh. My. God, duyyyy...='feaeflfe=feaf=ef=e=fe=fe


*ahem* anyways...like I said, today was fun=] And no I'm not letting any of you in on the..uh..details haha





maybe some day though=] I'll keep ya posted.

Every day is a brand new day

"Chocolateeeee," demanded the yellow-bellied toad. His hunger seeped through the soil and wrapped its hands around the frightened boy. "I..I...," the boy stuttered as he gripped his chocolate tight between his fists. "Boi, gimmie duh chocolate, and," with a slurping sound,"and maybe's I wunt kill yuhs," bellowed the gruesome toad. The boy, obviously nervous, slowly loosened his hold on his precious cargo. "Thatsa boi...now lemme haft da goods." With his long fat, whip-like tongue, the toad slung out, took hold of the chocolate, and retracted it into his mouth. "Mhmmmm...das sum gooooo chocolate...mwahhaha," grumbled the toad.

Remember that thing?

Remember that thing?
That thing on that string?
You tied it up there last night.
How could you have forgotten?
You tied it. Yes, you did.
Right there, over here,
Under where?
That thing on the string.
You strung it up there.
And now you forgot
What brought you to bring.
And now that you sought
for what that you brought
you can't help but watch
as you sit and get caught.

To ___________,

Dog, dog, DOG. Come on. We're brothers. I love you man, but sometimes I really want to cave your head in with my guitar. OUT OF LOVE. I want to cave your head in with my guitar, out of love! Haha..kaykay. So first things first, you need to get over this wall man. This wall. This wall got nothing on you. You're king kong man. fUCKING KING KONG. Fuck that wall. Rip it apart. Then when you're past that wall, there'll be another one waiting, so don't be surprised. And after you demolish that second wall, a third wall will uncoincidentally appear. Don't be shocked, don't be frightened. There's a parttern to this, trust me. It's all part of..the plan. You see, when you were born, your parents had this crazy idea that you would turn out fine. And you did man, there's nothing wrong with you, its just..you're not where you want yourself to be. I can tell man. I mean well, yeah I can tell. You have problems all the time man and you can see how hard it is for me to be your friend, how hard it is for me to be your brother. But here I am. I'm still here with you, even after all these years. To be honest, you've made things harder then they should ever be, but I understand. I just need more. I know you put effort into it, but you're not thinking along the same path as I am, and that's where we have difficulty communicating our thoughts. I want you to be strong above all though brother, dog. I, geezus man. Sometimes I might not show it but God dude I love you. Forreals. I love you man. You just gotta understand that I won't always be there for you, and I need you to be strong. You're the young birdling who still lives in his mom's nest. You need to fucking learn how to carry yourself on your own fucking wings before I blow up on you. =] Sorry if I'm harsh dog, but mother knows best. Fuck dude, you seroiusly need to calm down about these little "nothings". They're NOTHING. really. They are. I just wish you could see. I wish you could open your eyes and smell the coffee. I wish you could wake up and see what the fuck's going on. Someday you will, you're just moving at an extremely slow pace, as if your life's in fast forward but you're stuck in slowmo. Shit, must suck huh? I feel you though, I've been where you've been. Just keep your head up, and I'll teach you soon enough. I just need you to be patient. That's all I'm asking. Be patient, keep your head up. Most importantly, please don't die? Good.


Love,
Big Brother

sigh

Damn I got a lot to do. Copying homework is a work out sometimes, that's why I advise you to just quit while you're ahead. I heard pharmacists make quite a bit of dough these days. Who ever knew selling pills could land you a pent house in New York. I guess those drug dealers really do know what's up. Funny thing happened today, I actually ran. I haven't gone running ever since late November? Geezus. I gained weight like Oprah. God damn. Now the only diff is that she's actually got a plan towards losing her's. I think I'm going to be stuck with mines for awhile since, a) I'm lazy, B) I got shit to do, and C) I love FOOD. fUCK. alrightalright. I gotta start dancing again at least. Shit do something Duy, do something. Don't let the world think you're Jabba the Hut. Well actually, Jabba actually did do something. He turned Han Solo into a sheet of ice, remember that? yeah. Fuck duy, why can't you ever do something like freeze somebody to death. God. you're pathetic.





Next post will be more optimistic. Promise. Now go to bed.

Pray like you've never prayed before.

Damn it Duy. You are so close man, sooo close.. You can feel it. You can fucking taste it man. yeahhh so fucking close, yet so effing far. Why? Why, Duy? Why couldn't you have just been a man and studied and gotten your damn A's. I mean actually earn them, for crying out loud. This is a total drag. Look what you get yourself into. Duy, you'll be fucking lucky if you get a fucking 50 on your spanish final. FUCKING lucky. And another thing, what the fuck was that performance in Calculus today? Fucking walk in, unprepared, hoping to receive a lousy D? FERGETTABOUTIT...Geezus man..I thought I knew you well. I thought I knew you better. What happened to the old Duy? You know. The one who acutally gave a fuck about things and the one who actually tried attaining those things? fuckFuckFUckFUCK man. FUCKFUCKFUCK


fuck you duy!


fuck you!








go fucking eat some lucky charms and hope to god they bring you some fucking luck, BITCH.

Obviously,

I took my time, for i was running out of time. I believe it painful to see someone, panicky and full of air, blow by the world with their arms flailing and their mouths running aground shouting, " there's not enough time! I'm running out of time! " I quickly stop these people and give them a firm lecture, "Running around like a crazy rabid, arm flailing bozo won't help time slow down. Now quit acting like a diseased animal and wipe that foam from your mouth. Thank you." But I contest further. I believe it to be an absolute waste of time to worry ABOUT having too little time. When time seems to be quickly draining down the hole, I do not rush it. I take my time slowly, usually by organizing my thoughts first, and then acting uniformly and presently on a singular objective. It's basically a form of insurance that you will get at least one thing done. A promise, an assurance, a reassurance even. A guarantee. Ha. I win.





remember, settle for something, not nothing.

I can't say can't any longer.

life. Damn. i think i've been here before. this topic i mean. life. what a huge ass word!

l i f e





Sigh, it's that time of year again. That time of year that seems to happen like uhmm every year? it's the time where everyone rushes to piece the last pieces of the puzzle together; where everyone rushes to make ends meet. When everyone gets ready for finals week. dun, dun, dun. And what I've done to prepare? What AM I doing to prepare? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Bare Minimum actually. But close to nothing. I mean what the fuck am I doing right now?



GET OFF THE FUCKING COMPUTER ARTARRD!








Okay..i will. shit..


total lie right there..


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