I need a good brain and a good brain I need indeed. Big time! And Seriously! My brain (or the whole of my well being) is so screw up and I reckon even I have really difficulties keeping up with the pace of the society or even striking a norm.

Limitation to vocabulary is bad enough. I can't even think up of any appropriate word to match the description I suppose to have in my mind, let alone saying keeping my spelling mistake at bay. Pathetic. Even need huge aid from the spelling mistake checking mechanism here.
Just when I thought my English had improve of much standard till I try to map myself into Xxon. Pathetic I must say... To myself. How would I even be able to match up for the varsity squeeze? Against those whom colleges would gladly open their gate wide enough even for Titanic to sail through, fancy throwing in grand linings of running gold lined red carpet for a triumphant entry.

Ask any rag & bone to negotiate over the sale of my brain, they might find it a heavy liability to have and might even suggest putting it to better use in, maybe, fertilising the soil or sponging up spilled food and drinks in food centers.
Or better, classified as "useless".

The night is not taking it's toil on me (or was it?) but I thought if i came from a slum, I would never be able to rip off the "slummy" side of me. Not even trying anymore to be someone whom I cannot be. But being myself is already much worse off than posing off as someone else. Which is better? More damage to be done or lesser?
All my past was indulge in barbaric ways, talk like one, behave like one and nurtured as one. How would you expect a lion to be vegetarian?
More over justifying that I was "chosen" from the slum and "given" a new identity over the past and "instilled" as a noble. But the inside of me was all soot and decay, much contrary to the image on the outside that is cleanse and radiant.

Looking at this entry... it contains more then enough points to be laugh at. Go on. It doesn't hurt anymore :)