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Thursday, February 28, 2008

Past few days...i been thinking...thinking alot of things....and maybe i thinking too much...that wat other ppl always told me....but the same incident happened to them and when the role is switch...they told me that they are not thinking too much.....oh well...maybe because of my character...make other ppl feel that i am not that kind of person that will think too much but actually...i am the one that think the most....and sometimes....i cant even control it......

i been wondering....wat really is my true self....i a happy go lucky guy in front of my friends?.....a good boy infront of my family?.....or jus a normal teenager in public life......actually it not like i wan to be famous or anything....but jus that i wan to know wat i really am.....or perhaps everyone will say....Wen is jus Wen......

I starting to lose myself....everyone think that i am very tolerance....towards everything.....well yea....i admit i am....and also....like everyone else...i got a limit to a certain among of things......i always tell myself...if anyone cross my limit...will i be angry? normally i will be...that wat i think in the past....but then my mindset change....sometime its jus that even if my limit is crossed....i cant do anything.....feeling restless.....

What i will be....5 years time? 10 years time? a chef like i think i will take as my career? or a business man in the office ? maybe i turn up to be a useless person ? strike lottery the next day? or may jus die of accident ......watever it is....i dun really mind....or maybe i mind....since i talking about it....lol....that wat i am maybe....always say that are alot of things that i dun mind....but infact i do mind alot.....wat a stupid person.....

Anyway....i am thankful to my bunch of buddy.....alot of ppl say....u can have alot of good friends...but only a few true friends....but then...i think all my friends are my true friends....at least....i treat them with 100% trust....even if they 1 day going to do something that betray the friendship...i wont be angry(for long)....."No matter what happens, Buddys For Life"

ok...i thank those who read all this bullshit....just treat it as a bullshitting.....just bored and nothing to do.....but i really wan to meet someone that can organize their feelings well no matter wat happeend....to tell me wat to do.....



The cross-GRAVE mark.. ::7:59 PM



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