another week

wat a weekk

so i was "sick" on monday nd tuesday nd was supposed to be studying for math, but im too much of a loaft....
so instead, started watching the '67 stanley cup finals (last time the leafs won) nd damnnn the sports changed so much

moving on
tuesady, i legit started studying, did a couple of practice exams, nd went to sleep b4 12
wednesday went 2 skool, did the exam, nd i thnk it went ok, then went to taco i thnk, grabbed some lunch, then dipped home
started studying 4 paper 2, but for some reason, i cudnt focus.. so i tried studying for the fizix contest, but i failed w/ that too
thursday, woke up early, went 2 skool agn,
did another practice paper
then went to do the exam
b4 it started me nd pej started talking fizix but evry1 thought it was some next level math
which made us lool
after the paper
we both realized, we ddnt know shit, so we told dykshoorn we werent doing it
after that we had n adventure with 2 serbs
i swear that was such a harold nd kumar day

but then the next day stewart decides 2 give us another pop-test
but it wasnt that bad so w/e

saturday was interesting...
i went for a very very long walk to blow some steam
legit i thnk im fairly good at controlling my anger
but idk, i jst completely snapped :/
it was an eventful walk
saw some guy get pulled over for riding one of those kiddie motorcycles on freaking jane st.
thats next level stupid
so i laffed
nd kept walking and talking on my fone
to my guidance councilor (not legit) but i wanna thank those 2 anon people here as well, theyr amazing 2 talk 2
so after a couple of hours, i felt better
nd walked home
2 find that no1 was there
nd my keys were inside
so i called my parents
who went 2 vaughan mills
nd after bout 30 mins they came home
we ate, then sleepp

sunday was another very eventful day
woke up
made my mom breakfast for mothers day :)
then got a call that they needed me 2 go 2 peterborough for some volunteering thing
such a long ride, it took like 2 hours...
but such n obscure area
houses were like a kilometer apart, nd they were dirt roads
so no car either
we shoulda brought bikes
but ye after 6 hours of that
we headed home

nd on the way back
i was in the same car as the peanut guy from a post or 2 ago
nd again
such a tok convo
i had fun poking holes in all his theories :)
but cuz of that, i got part of my tok essay planned out
so got home
gave my mom her gift
nd like all moms, she loved it

but then nite came
another mindblowing experience
i had feelings for this certain member of the opposite gender
nd wanted 2 get rid of 'em
so i talked 2 n old friend
who went total badass on me
first started giving me examples
explaining it all
then giving me personal experiences
so basically
at 4 am
i started contemplating the entire meaning of life
nd all my philosophies
basically
everything
but i came to one conclusion
nd its bout religion
if ur gonna get offended by it, stop reading now
but basically
i realized
God is the answer to everything
if you pray to him, for anything (within reason) you never know the outcome
so basically
the point of life (the Islamic perspective) is to praise God
but atm, im not sure how/why
but im gonna continue praying till i find out why (and read a couple of books on the subject)


cuz at times life feels so messed
so many reasons to be stressed
thought we was going forward but we regressed
now some ppl r truly blessed
but wat bout the less fortunate
whos to say whos really the unfortunate
is it all bout perspective nd paradigm?
or is life jst the perfect crime
every minute seems like stolen time
i aint bein sour, not a lime
not sure if im being held for this war crime
not sure if this is been a minute or an hour
feels like im climbing the CN tower
enuff ppl got theyr own pain
but look here comes the train
ready to move on in life
get thru to the next strife
take it all step by step
is this the test, or jst prep?
nd im still wondering is this rlly me?
nd like 2pac said
will i live to be 23.