About Me

Last day of Pieces, the start of Aries (20th March 1993). Enjoys life as well as think about it. Contemplates on many things, and never always fixed to a single answer, as anything can happen. Humble, weird and funny, but underneath is intelligences and experience, yet he strives for more. Never liked losing friends, but understands that impermanence is present. Hotmail:glen-titinyqwerz@hotmail.com

Friday, April 2, 2010

I Spam My Post With Things That I Can Only Remember For A Day.
Thats Why I Spam It.

The Packed Week Checklist:
Monday, Kratos Outing And Dinner With Han Wai(X)
Tuesday, Gym Only(X)
Wednesday, A Movie And Going To Cut My Hair(X)
Thursday, Gym And Getting My Testimonial And Watching Another Movie(X)
Friday, Maybe Something... I Got 2 New Bikes(X)
Saturday, Camp Day 1 ( )
Sunday, Camp Day 2 ( )

Fishy! Fish, Fish, Fish, Fishy!
Eat Your Fish.
It Was Told It Was Brain Food.
So Fish Is Made From Brains?

Privacy.
Openness.
Privacy.
Openness.
Privacy.
Openness.
See How Equal It Has To Be.
I Prefer Openness To Privacy.
When You Don't Have Anything To Hide, You Don't Have Anything To Lose.
Suddenly, An Error Sign Appeared Above The Text Box.
Thats Stupid.
Anyway.
Its Gone.
Back To The Thing About Being Private And Being Open.
When You Try To Hide Something, You May Lose Everything.
And Thats The Bad Thing About Hiding.
The Good Thing About Hiding Is That.
Due To The Many Similar Human Minds We See Roaming Around The Planet Everyday.
No, Not Just The Brain, The Whole Body As Well.
They Will, At Times, Think That You Are A Weirdo.
Unless They Are Open Too, Or They Are Really Accepting.
But No One Can Be Completely Open.
And If That Happens.
We'll See Naked People On The Street.
Living On The Street.
Which Is Not Actually A Bad Thing.
Being Naked And All.
Naked Babes!!!
To Some Extend.
To Some Extend.
Ugly Shits Go Away.
I Don't Like Living On The Streets Of Course.
But These Are Privacy We Partake In Our Daily Lives All The Time.
We Only Can Go That Far.
Maximum 20%.
Just Like How Humans Can Use Up To, The Maximum, Of 20% Of Their Muscle Capacity.
Unless You Are Captain America.
Who Can Make Full Use Of The 100%.
Hmm...
A Homeless, Naked Captain America?
Wow.
Thats A Whole New Twist.
So The Thing Is.
Even I Can't Be Totally Open.
Nither Do I Want To.
But I Would Make Use Of This 20% Of It To Make My Life Better.
Or 19%.
Or 18%.
Or 17%.
Or 16%.
OK Minimum is 15%.
Why Hide And Live In Torment.
Always Assuming That Someone Knows.
Or Someone Might Find Out.
Or Trying To Find To Ways To Lie About It.
Or Someone Will Rape You For It.
Hmm...
Maybe Not The Rape Part.
Live Life Without Worries.
For Everything Else.
There's MasterCard.
At Thats Just Everything Else.
I Think.
Something Doesn't Seem Right With That Sentence...
For Everything Else...
I'll Come Back To That.

Filers Are Just A Drag.
Filers Irritates Me.
Filers Are A Waste Of Time.
Filers Makes Me Not Want Watch The Shows.
And I Want To Watch Dee Show...
Animes And Their Filers.

Toasty! Toast, Toast, Toast, Toasty!

Well, if you saw what I typed in my packed week checklist, yes, I got a bike! Two bikes! Mines a Sliver Bike. A Cool Sliver Bike. Geeee. So I rode it home. Coolio.
Well, like you saw in my checklist, I'm having a camp tomorrow. SBM Ultimate Sports Camp, or SBMYUSC, I think. So ya will be away till Sunday. Maybe will blog before I leave... Will see, or I'll see.

I Can't Drink Orange Juice, Yet!!!

Seemingly Oblivious

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