i was highflying with my friends. i did stuff that i wasnt suppose to do and forgot to remember those i was suppose to remember. i was in my own world. ive done things unimaginable and all that was just for the fun of it. i was away, far away. Today, that paper i received, brought me straight back down to earth. A major callback i would say. I wasnt prepared, yet i was too numb to show it out. Now, im at the mercy of my own doings.

welcome my friends, to where reality came by and shovelled shit into my face.

Two paths was set upon me, under the most unthinkable situation. I am outnumbered. Outgunned. Two paths that flickers the light of hope, so small. Uncertainty is certainly abound. "try" was the word of the day. Now, im much certain that im mathematically inadequate. Or i was just too lazy. All i could do is speculate and say.. but not regret. Im taking it in, bit by bit.
Whats in stall for me? I need to know.

To the fighters like me, fight for it with all your might as i will be doing the same. With all my might. All that ive got to offer. Im going for whats mine and im not dying out, not settling for the least. I want it. Badly.

All the best my comrades.

As for my brothers-in-arms, we got into it together and by hell we re riding it out together.
We re in this together.

the crazy scenario i pictured didnt happen.
The part where guys pants zip would violently burst open and unprecedented amounts of wee wee would gush out.
For the ladies, yadiyadiyada.
why?
cuz i was late.. bahh..