Balaclava

Posted by dfockinell on September 9, 2007 · 3 Comments 

After not too much pondering and hesitation and more of a spur of the moment kinda thing, gua decide to create this online journal to share what gua feel, think, believe and let loose all the pent-up anger, frustrations and summer love.

Before gua begin, was that sentence long or long?

 So, gua wanna tell you gua in a real ‘fess up mood man. Breathing’s irregular, abnormal warmth alluva my body. My mind is in a shroud of worry and uncertainty. Random things that gua think about that has the least inkling of connection to one another. Say, the sale of my “older” clothes and the thought of gua havin almost zero-talent. The dread of going back to CDA (Civil Defence Academy) donning the Eskimo suits to finding my first girlfriend.

If that’s not random, then what is?

Gua supposed to be slackjack. Not supposed to think much and gua dont like to think much either. Gives you migraine and frequent visits to head specialists that gives you treatment that requires to STILL go for frequent visits to head specialists. But why am gua whining? Gua dont have migraine. Hopefully, never.

And gua blabber when my mind takes steroids and thinks too much. It’s way too messy that way. And gua hates mess but gua procastinates. So mess is always part of gua. Which then again causes my mind to take steroids and YOU get the picture.

Or, do you?

Now that gua got you hooked to my incessant ramblings and shit, gua hope you come back like Jimi to weed and Yakuza to speed.

But gua warn, pictures are a premium an entries only comes (insyallah) once a week because gua serve the country, eat taxpayers’ money and splurge on Topman sale. So gua busy. But if you’re lucky, two/three updates a week. Anything more than that then you can win 4D with three numbers already.

Are you enjoy? (That’s how gua sign off, cool (coo) right)

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