my weekend was good, ryc was my chill. good to see a bunch of old faces and met some new ones! glad to see vancouver again. won pp, mural, and video! pretty good.
my minds in a clutter. if you can see my room and how messy it is, it pretty much sums up my mind. just today, i went around blogspot city and read peoples posts. i think to myself, wow i must suck at english or something. shit. peoples thoughts are like pieces or art, things that can be immitated nor duplicated. cool. i passed by more blogs, read some. re-ittereated my mind picked my up my books and started doing something i've never bothered of trying, reading some novels. surprisingly i picked up a book called "a million little pieces" a memoir by James Frey. the cover looks like he was sprinkled like a doughnut, but flip open to the first page, and i havent dropped the book up until now. you should read it, reading is caring, reading makes you smart.
now time to find my millions of pieces and glue them back together to find who i really am. let me piece out my puzzle. you opened my mind, THANKS.
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