Regret

It’s that time of the month again, ghost people.

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking for the past few weeks, and It’s full of regret, depression, and food. But, more specifically, the regret part. Not too much specific of course, due to privacy reasons.

Let’s go back to the past for a bit, blah blah blah I didn’t do something that made me regret 5 years of my life, It was something that makes me happy, and since April, I… lost.. it. Since then, I was plagued by pressure and regret. It was affecting my studying and grades on school too, for it’s my only source of emotional support. Continue reading

Future

Ham, dam, lam, tam, bam, goddam.

For some reason, Goddam is acceptable on firefox. Either that or I added it to the Dictionary. Still makes me laugh that firefox is not accepted.

I have a question, for anyone who’s viewing this forsaken blog that-i-just-started-3-days-ago-maybe.
Have you got a goal in Life?

A little life-story from your rude pal ShadowStar: When I haven’t realized whatever i was supposed to do in this world, I was freaking lazy as hell, I don’t know what to do, my grades are average, but they’re slowly falling to hell. Why would i do some shit? I don’t even know what the future lies for me.
It’s sort of a nonsense phase. I don’t know what i was thinking back then. Hell, I might even punch my past self for thinking like that.

I started to realize what I can do, I’m a goddamn aspiring programmer. I finally had a goal that i can chase and accomplish. I improved after realizing that obvious thing.

The story hasn’t end… well, yet. Currently it sits on the part where “ShadowStar’s sitting on a chair, writing stupid shit for his blog”

Enough of this shit. All of you readers. Die in hell, and we’ll see you guys later.

Life

Everyday is a new sunrise.

Yeah, the Sun will rise up everyday and will burn the fuck out of our skins. Welp, depending on where you live anyway.

I live in the far far far East of the world (Hopefully no motherfucker will say WHERE EXACTLY in a comment) and the weather news here? Well It ain’t worse as Death Valley, but it ain’t better than it too. Now, I’m not saying that you can cook eggs in the ground, salted, flipped, and served Sunny side-up. Lets just say It’ll turn a white shit into 20% tan, and 80% cooked nigga lobster.

My country has 99 problems, and trust me, It’s still counting. Thievery, prostitution, kidnapping, people killing themselves because that one lil’ shit sang a song with some random tune that’s so hard to hear in the ear.

Shitloads of things that happens man, and I’m just sitting here, watching VanossGaming, eating some chips, surfing the damn internet because of a deleted pr0n video.

Life is flashing before my eyes man, and I don’t know what to do about it.