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Monday, June 26, 2006
Life of a slacker
So while i walk alone on the only path i have ever known, i began to recall all the promises i made to myselfes in this zechuan life. I swore several times to change and be a honest, upright, and hardworking person. The second promise would soon follow up the broken first, and then the third, and more would follow. Turns out, I aint doin' nothin'. To teachers: another day, ol' man.
Lol.
Every dammed time i did any good in any test, it was pure godblessed. And in the Olevels, i passed most subjects because i spotted the questions, (that happened because i din blurdy listen to any of those teachers spotting them). I am dead slacker, and a luck duck at that.
Hell, when i compare myself to my kins, i think im blurdy adopted. My sister got 11 for her Os, and i know my blarder is another helluva whiz kid. The whatever oddball genes left seemed to have been left for me. All i do is just lie with my limbs wide open and stare at the good ol' ceiling all day. And all i want to be when i grow up is to become a steady ol' man. Zero ambitions, thats not a bad thing, damm it. But i dun blurdy like it when my relatives worry about my performance in this zechuans life.
Those promises, i realised i had already given up saying them. But thats the end man, so i shall give joo another chance, work a lil more consistently, punk. Then at least u when u become old, u r parents wont hate joo. You're heading for the world man, jc is just a lil stop along the way.
godblessme_SUPER,5:23 AM