mad hatter
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2012-05-14
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2011-09-03
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2011-07-05
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2011-06-25
Argh..
I’m reading my older posts & I’m not completely sure I like who I was. If I didn’t sentiment (-verb) the development of my growth, I wouldn’t hesitate to delete all of ‘em.
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2011-06-18
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2011-06-08
你得罪咗我 so 千祈唔好後悔, aite? 死 FJ..
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2011-06-05
NBA
Regarding the finals. As I said last year with the Lakers & Celtics game, it’s SET UP. The Mavs are taking it Game 7. Deadass, mark my words. All the old guys are playing for the Mavs right now. Kidd, Nowitzki.. They want their rings before they retire, whereas the youngins playing for the Heat still have plenty of time to get theirs. I had an argument with someone last year about the Lakers & Celtics games being set up. They were certain that the NBA is soo big that there’s no way in this world they would ever possibly have their games set up. Okay, tough boy! My apologies, but damn you’re kinda naïve. You don’t have to agree with me, but I’m just sayin’ ahaha.
PS - Don’t get me wrong, I still love the game.
Edit: I stand corrected, LOL.
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2011-06-01
talk with Me
Would you be willing to switch outta the fast lane for just a moment, take a breath, sit down & have a talk with Me? Not about plans for the weekend, or what he said she said they said she heard from Glen Coco, but about your past, my past, what shaped you into you, and me into Me. Through the course of my existence (if that’s what this is), I have extensively researched my mind & looked thru every crevice, crack & corner I could possibly come across. I have analyzed every aspect of Me, and as I attempted to further prompt my developing understanding, I bumped into Hypochondria, shook hands with Anger, had a talk with Anxiety, and a few too much to drink with Depression, only to deem this search an endless one. It seems the more I am aware, the more I find myself unable to trust, or rather confide in anyone but these Friends I’ve made along the way. Without them, I never would’ve dared doubt my doubts of doubting any doubt of actuality in all particles around Me, including me. Contrary to my initial misconception, the most strenuous part of this quest wasn’t the rigid course itself. It was however, coming to terms with my heart, to wholemindedly accept that I was in fact, searching for an answer to a question without answers. As a firm believer of disregarding anything & everything that doesn’t benefit Me in one way or another, such as what started off seemingly as simple as a Google search, I knew it was time to surrender all of my acquired perceptions & bid farewell to my true Friends. Yet I still owe it to these now ended friendships, to have the pleasure of admiring Happiness from afar. Please don’t misunderstand, this talk will not be meant for you to pave your road to Happiness. Simply said, it would be the only way for Me to come into slight contact with old Friends I dearly miss. I hope you won’t mind that I would be in a sense reading you like a book, using you like toilet paper, then dumping you like trash, but you could very well look at it as a mutual benefit. After all, that is what life ultimately dwells on. It’s a food chain of mind games, & only the strongest survive, feeding off each other, taking from each other, giving to each other, fruits of ideas, veggies of experiences, meats of philosophies. And it’s overwhelming, the thought of how all of these combined causes you & I to think the way we do, and how upon realization, chances are, it will change the way we live completely. But you hesitate to even signal to the right, and eventually you stay on your lane of misguided fortune & fame. It’s a shame, people fail to take me seriously.
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2011-05-25
Poe is easily one of my favorite writers.
Indefinitely, it is more effective to engage me into a conversation by the use of intelligence rather than tryna present to me a “party boy” image. No, it doesn’t make me wanna speak to you more when you offer me an invite to drink with you & your boys in the SCHOOL LIBRARY. Not sure if you were tryna play it safe; that maybe because I’m attracted to smart men, you’d throw the library part in with the alcohol. Or more likely that you’re actually that pathetic. I didn’t mean to ignore you, so the abundance of messages every five minutes for the past half an hour was certainly not necessary. Instead, I was caught up with a typically annoying kid, who has finally grasped the concept of what interests one like myself into a two-way conversation - through his possibly newly attained recognition of authors, novels, and apprehension of my views on life.

