Friday, February 24, 2006
weirdo.
im not myself lately. o fuck. im alwaes not my fuckingself. woke up at 4 am and i got school in 2 hours. gonna get ready soon. so who the fuck blogs in the morning when there's school later. i tink im not the only fucking weirdo.
school.
im gonna have P.E. or SW first. i tink its gonna be soccer. i hope it is. star goalkeeper. and i used to suck at it. after that its gonna be fucking fabrication. computer to machine thingy. its fuck. gonna hear my song and do the job asap. after that lesson ends and we gonna have a session after school and then my fellow peers which i tink are gonna follow me to percussion soul band then rockclimbing later on. im not sure.
anyone interested?
my thoart.
i can fucking gore and scream maybe growl. and fuck its not nice. hats off to pat for her growl and shit. its nice. fucking nice. and my thoart hurts; the smoke is taking its toll. hmm i wonder how long will i have to stand the fucking pain.
percussion.
later have to attend the cca. im so bored wat the fuck... went jamming yesterdae and i suck at the drums i cant even play the fucking simple fucked up song. wat a fake!. fuck me man. i gotta play it. since when did i suck. maybe its becos its been a fucking long time.. well its me so fuck it. im good on the snare but not the fucking drums. god of hate...
ps: to whom it may concern, throwing peanuts is fucking lame and not fucking funny. land a fucking blow on me if u dare asshole and we can trade em and so who can fucking last... see u around. when u see me punch me real hard. we'll see who passes out.
[[ stop the ache. ]]
[[ u cannot kill wat u did not create ]]
[[ aw. fuck u ]]
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.
