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Title: Nervous Wreck
Type: Navigational
Ran Headlong Into Oblivion
![]() | Nervouswreck Hey There,I'm Fuad.This Is My Blog And My Thoughts Here. The Navigations Are Below.(The Words). So yea...What More There Is To Say? ![]() |
![]() | --- Well Here Goes... My Name Is Fuad.(Pronounced as "Foo-Ud") I Am 7Teen Years Old.Goin On 18.Then Extinction. A Proud Muslim.A Lover Of Allah. Anyway,I am well,a Teenage Guy,Or A Young Man I Think. No Longer A Boy But Not Yet A Man,Or Something.. Well Whatever The Case,I Still Have Much More To Learn Bout Life,Love And The Works. I Got A Long Way To Go.Seriously. I Am Also,An Overthinker.Seriously. Anyway If You're Just Like Me Or You Somehow Find Me Interesting(READ:Somehow), Feel Free To Add Me On MSN.It's; Ad_Therifleman-118@hotmail.com |
Further Description Of Myself: READ:Single. Loves Playing Guitar.Interest In Music.Good Sense Of Humor.
And I'm Too Nice. Seriously.
Rain Drops
Wednesday, May 14, 2008/ 15:26
Rain Walker ------------------- Mood:Don't Ask Me Bout My Day. ------------------ I walked in the rain today. You know when it rains you'll usually walk fast?or keep your head down? Well I didn't..somehow. I walked slow.Like very slowly for a guy who usually walks fast.And I kept my head up.Rain wasn't just pourin on my head,it was pourin on my face,As if it was cleaning not just the face,but the mind. I gotta admit,I like to feel the rain on my face. But I still hate to feel the wetness of my feet.Damn. Well,sneakers aren't exactly waterproof,I know haha. You just can't have everything you know. ---------------------------------------- I didn't thought of the rain because I was thinkin of something else.Alot of things actually.I can't even remember some of 'em.In fact,I'm not even sure of what I had thought about just now to type it here. Well one of em was bout Eleanor.(Well duh.)But I'm not sure of what I thought bout exactly. Its just one of those thoughts that keep runnin over and over again in your mind.If you know what I mean. ---------------------------------------------------- The same Questions keep popping in my head.And are still unanswered. ----------------- "What am I goin to do now?" "What am I goin to do later?" "Am I really goin to start studyin properly now?" "What am I feeling now exactly?" "What am I searching for?" "Is she really what I need?" "Should I just forget bout the whole damn thing?" "If so,how the hell am I goin to do it?" ------------------------------------- "Am I good enough?For her?" ------------------ "Do I suck at talking bout feelings?" I guess so. "Am I really that stupid?" I don't think so. "Will I ever be good enough?" I hope so. "Spaghetti or Baked Pasta?" Spaghetti "Do I look..uhh good-looking?" Gee I dunno. "What can I say bout my life?" I can say it's brilliant.In some way. What with teenage stuff and fallin in love and all that crap. "Lastly,Who am I?" Who am I?I am Spider-rre uh Fuad!Hehe I'm Fuad. And You Are? ------------ Anyway,when I reach my house door,I realised my clothes were wet.Really wet.Obviously,my mum would think that I didn't bother to run.Hmm what am I goin to tell her if she asks?Ahh to hell with it,I thought.I dun get sick from the rain anyway. ------------------------------------------- Nothing Can Bring Me Down. Nothing Crushes Me. Nothing. -------- Quote From Tv: Peter Petrelli:"May We Recognise Our Destiny When We See It" -Heroes ------- Song Verse Of The Day:"I Could Walk,This Fine Line.Between Elation And Success.We All Know Which Way I'm Going,So Strike A Stake Between My Chest. ....Can't Do It By Myself" Fall Out Boy-Reinventing The Wheel To Run Myself Over --------------------------------------- Phew,thank god people didn't find out that I'm Spiderman.Oops. I Feel Like Talkin To Eleanor. Maybe Not Talk,Just Listen. |