SENSE, where are you?

". . .its a relaxing feeling to think less in written compositions unlike those international written or essay composition where you think for almost years to start with the best words to create first impression deluxe. . ."


i dont know what made me think to make a journal. (wrong grammar, i know!)..haha.. yah, d reason why i dont like to make journals is my weakness of this language but since im known for my social-climbing capability, i shouted to my self "why not try ENGLISH climbing activity..it sounds fun, it is fun..but hey, day dreamer, i got an A grade for a college english subject, the best feeling of all.. well, its a primer english by the way...just recently, i got also a perfect score on a critique paper, worth 20 points, my God, sounds boastful but im great, really great. i want to sound my essays homurish to veil some of my grammar issue, but the silluhete always entangle the state i am with..(are you confused with what im saying?, dont worry, i am too! haha) ..yah, i know someone who also use funny demonstrations to cover some issues behind him, and to mask the sorrow within his heart. dramatic? that's the way it should be. 

Caution:serious mode ahead. 

yah, i also do that for martyr'ish way of living. to sound happy, to feel happy, although the aroma within me pushes the pressure of shadow and pain..(see? i know how to construct grammar! :D)  because i believe . . . . i believe. . . i believe that living a life of hatred sayangs (i dont know the right term) the time given by God. why not use them to make people laugh, punch people? kick them the way they should be? tease them! haha..  its a form of living that you dont really think much of what keeps you thinking a lot. sense? nothing? proceed..haha.. life is funny, in the sense that it wants you to discover what you dont even ask but in the end its one of the best thing you have. try to laugh for a second. and think of it the whole time,. (i bet you wont) but hey, daydreamer again, laughing is healthy, its a medicine you know, you know what, its a medicine, knowing that is a medicine..really it is. im out of words, oh my, i should be moving on. 

anyways, im happy right now although i did not make the best out of this day.. misunderstandings always exist, can someone put that word out of this world, and oh im still happy to end this with worthiness and bravery. in what sense? in a pointless sense! see? non-sense-things really hepled  us in one or two or seventy-eight ways or another. if we put it an analogy, . . . . . . i realize, we should not...haha...it takes time to think, please dont think, it made us suffer, i know the feeling..haha...it sounds stupid but its an outlet to burst what we felt inside...wait, STUPID- a word that doesnt decribe me, but rather the person reading this non-sense form of essay. haha.. i dont want even readers to think ahead of what i had written but instead to empty their minds and act stupid...everybody, act stupid! say "ACT STUPID!" very good, very brave! salute! if others would act crazy after they drank a 98% distillate composition from alcohol-water system, then i could make myself crazy for every word i wrote..in the sense that it has no sense .....AT ALL!!!.. its a relaxing feeling to think less in written compositions unlike those international written or essay composition where you think for almost years to start with the best words to create first impression deluxe...how did i know that>? well, i myself made it to the international level, of course...but hey, im a daydreamer..haha..its more fun to dream.. 

but one thing im concerned with in making things like this is the negative comment made by others..yah, cause i dont have time for them,, they exist for that purpose, and applaud them for that..with a finger raised from my hand..the thumb! (what are you thinking?) haha..but hey, daydreamer, i will always be this,  i will....always...be...this...it made me approximately 7 minutes (as of now) to make a long essay like this. ofcourse, its informal you know but as you see, deep english has been used..(where?)haha..climbing you know..it elevates you..make you see the wonder of life..so lets all climb..in any form...please dont think im drank when i made this, im just not in the mode and mood think on things that happened this day and chose to transfer the emotions to my laptop..(poor laptop)..haha..its a good way indeed and ill try to make as many of this to try and make myself believe that im being comforted. (even if struggles strike in the middle part)..  and by the way i made this journal on WordPad, not in microsoft word cause i hate seeing those green and red zigzag line limiting my creativity..yah, microsoft word is stupid, haha..how dare him correct my work where i did not even ask for that help..AT ALL..hahaha.. wordpad, you should be sponsoring me know..haha..(thinking that they have the same company).. i hope you saw what kind of person i am in this essay and i hope we both enjoyed the THOUGHT engraved in this one of a kind masterpiece.. of course... its precious you know..and im happy.. so better give me a good day or else ill be flooding this type of essay again and again.. :D