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Monday, April 21, 2008


well people have been complaining that i haven't been updating much. So i shall blog today.



people change, you may think, that I am who I am 6 years ago, but i'm not. take a simple example, browse my archive go from the very first post, and read. you will see a drastic change in the way i blog. it has all changed. you may think he is somebody, but in actual fact, you thought wrong.

we change, in physical and the mental state. we think wider, we think further, or we may have just simply grown up. but a total characther change, the way you change your view about things, happens when you have been through loads.

damn the age, who cares about experience, you may have lived to a 100 years old, filled with memories and happiness and you're just waiting to be taken home, to enjoy your last days on earth. but even if you're 100 years old, routine, would still be routine. if you lived each day, as how you have lived it everyday, then what you've been through cannot be compared to those who have went through more. change, i don't see much happening around me, the people still remain as cold and insensitive as they used to be. maybe they grew physically, that's all.

people tell me i used to be quite entertaining with my posts, but alas, i had to change. wouldn't you? if you see the world in a way in which i see it. sadness everywhere, riots, wars, famines, lies and the sands continues flowing until eventually it has completely flowed down the hourglass.

i have chose not to put my trust in people whom i not have faith. this world is not what is seems on the surface, with the peace and everything that everyone sees. it's merely survival. i have changed. every minute you waste, sleeping lazing around, you are actually wasting that amount of time of your life. if we count goofing off in a year. it can add up to about 8 weeks of goofing off. if you minus that in your life, and the time you used t sleep, do you realise the time in which you actually walk the earth with you own two bare feet?

i see no longer how i see before. if you can here about a person bitching to you about their so called "best friends" then do you think that that person is truely their best friends. after all words are only words. If you think further, if a person can bitch in front of you about their best friends, what do you think a person calls you behind your back. so what if at the front everybody acts as though they treat you as a friend. a friend, is there even such a thing? in this cold and harsh world. where suvival is neccesary.

no one knows, no one does, about the way people change. but if you do see, then you would see most don't. because they still live, in a world where it's all lush and fluff for them. Simple plan was right, the world is going crazy. because something is truely wrong.

if you changed and you see
ask yourself who are we
going to put our trust in?
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i am no longer your son
your son died 5 years ago
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what you see now,
is only
the ghost of your past

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