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guess everyones definition of being busy is different eh.
i could really use a wish right now

haha enough of the one liner crap, people might end up mistaking this for davins blog HAHA. wonderful day today, slacked at home, did a little sats. i mean a LITTLE. and then off to chingtos house with nick. did lots of shit there and had great laughs. then met davin to walk so many fucking steps to go timber and had more great laughs. sigh, if i were to be stuck on the fucker army island with these bros from different mums, life would be really fucking fucking awesome. drink play work chat. really, being with you guys is really the greatest shit that ever happens to me, no matter the number (must point out, its minus one today cause zhihong pangseh), its as if every shit in life that fucks you from monday to friday (and in my case on alternate weekends too) dosent really matter at all. maybe without you people, i'll be crying at home at night, drinking till my liver fails (hi chingto), and playing dota all day long (which isnt necessarily a bad thing). hmm perhaps without you guys there wil be some real serious repercussions, like a major failure in english (pronUNciation wise and grammar wise and whatever wise), and maybe i wont even love polo anymore. as it is, i dont know why, but im really feeling the distance between myself and polo. i dont want this man, i know i love polo, but it just seems to be getting further, i lost something that i truly love once, im not letting polo go like this. whats more , its fucking inanimate, it cant run from me, unlike other things that can.

hey buck up you moron, talking about training till u die isnt just talk. walk the talk. im going to fucking get back in shape i swear. and get better.

really fuck this, these memories are just a distraction, but if it overwhelms your ever thought, then maybe, it turns out that everything is a distraction to these memories instead.


















sometimes when i say thats it, i know never mean it.