Saturday, August 13, 2005
todae.
it was morning.. it rang. i talked. and i didnt wanna put down.. the truth seems like a lie..
its my fault. shudnt have thot the the thing was gonna happen. who am i bluffing... its okay. u cant force it rite... so its ur decision. i'll go wit it. just somethings i dont understand.
wat u said.. i was shocked. i dont noe wat to do. mayB just keep sliting till i get myself right. damn. i dont noe how to live life. im sick. and i still wanna engrave the name. tts tat...
went to the shop. met farhan. he invited me to go jamming at his house. yes house. he got drumset, guitar and a electone. saw them playing... they played that thing u do. and something. i got to play wit them that thing u do. its was fun...
[[ its my fault. ]]
[[ dont stop me. ]]
[[ is it me? ]]
PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.
