here i am. struggling to overcome the hangover.. lying on my bed. typing out nonsense on my blog. just to add another entry. just to assure people im still here. zouk was awesome and so were the drinks. and you guys wanna know something? KUMAR WAS FCUKING there and he danced on the platform. its pretty funny but then again fuck it. Graveyard was lifting us high in the sky man.

so when kumar was going down, alex blocked his way so kumar looked at me, so i push alex a little to the side and kumar hold my hand and walked down. HAHAAAH. liked wtf? but then again, i was too high to even think he's a fucking celebrity.

and today is parkway drive and i wont go for i have no money. its okay. i mean, my fav band just slipped liked that.

dear friends and my blog, i am falling apart. i requested my PC to put into an infantry unit so i will stay out of trouble. sometimes, i felt that i dont want to see the world. i just want to see a different side of the world. where i will appreciate a civillian life. sometimes i felt that, theres no one in the world who could change my ego. and sometimes, i believed that the wrong is always right. and the ones who tried to help are the ones who are trying to ruin me. i am fighting with my ownself. i fear my own shadow. i fear that one day, i couldnt make it home and im lost out there, lingering in my past.

and i know, i said a thousand times that i would change, but everytime when i said it, i mean it. dont say that i talked more, less action. if i am liked that, i wouldnt have the sympathic feeling in my heart. i am getting more protective of the weak ones. especially my friends in my bunk. where the ah bengs mistreated em. i protected em so that they would stop. cause i feel. i feel how its liked to be outcast.

i confessed, i have been miserable everytime when i give a thought of the world. i regret most of the times but doesnt regret make us human? and i know the names that have been hating my ego since last time. i always brushed it off and gave em a smile because its my flaws. i have to accept it.

with the alcoholic effect still in me, i crawled into my blanket, feeling the regret as i gave a thought about what happened just now. my liver, most probably have some holes.

if you could see me now, i am no happier than you. i just dont need something sweet that will turn sour one fine day. i felt the struggle to hold the foundation from crumbling down.



im so going to shoot those motherfucker zombies today.

7:32 AM