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Dexter is my name. I response to Dex and Density and Dex-xy too. This is a personal blog, so please don't restrain me from expressing myself, how-so-ever. I can get cranky, I can get mad, I can be whatever I want, I can criticize, I can be nice, and last, I can be anything and everything. Welcome to my world, where life is not only ups and downs, it is also red,orange,yellow,green,blue,indigo,violet. Life is a rainbow, and sometimes a dull one, however, if we embrace it well, it will be beautiful.

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Thursday, October 21, 2010 12:50 AM

I currently am still on a 6 weeks break!
And no, it sucks seriously.
There are only a few occasions that were wonderful.
Mainly TCIY camp and small gatherings.

But that's not the main (misery) for me.
Well, I guess I have too much time!
(time I get a job!)
Then I start remembering and thinking too much.
PURFFFF! Such a waste of energy!

Anyways, let sum it up in a letter!

Dear Monday,

I am looking forward to you so freaking bad.
This may be one of the few times I would say this.
So please, do let it happen. I will really appreciate it.

I feel so lost in my own thoughts, but I can't help to be self-centred.
I really do care about how I feel, and that sucks, big time.
If I can feel any lesser pains, I would have tried.
So please, release this need by cooping myself with work.

And to add on, I really hoped that Monday will be great.
It doesn't pay to be disappointed when I held my hopes so high.
And so, please have good weather, smooth traffic and Munshi gathering.

Thats all I will hope for, I think.

Looking forward,
DEXTER!


(I drafted this poem during TCIY, hope its nice)

Now, me. - DEXTER!

There are many stories of capable people.
But none belonged to me.
Why can't I have one, I asked.
Well, nobody said you can't.

And so, with a little time and dream,
I started visualising myself, in the light.
Thoughts came, feelings grew.
Yes, I found my story, and here it goes;

If I wanted, I could be a proud peacock.
If I wanted, I could be a crawling snail.
If I wanted, I could be a sudden breeze.
If I wanted, I could be a heart-catcher.

Those are beautiful things,
But that is, If I wanted.
And now, this is me.

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