Jeremiah Ding

19 year old guy

PHD xP Poly halfway drop :x yup im a dropout, and proud of it.

DOB: 24-5-89

Single

Friendster

Loves meetin new people, and then cracking outrageously lame jokes to them. :p

-Someone who I can trust and love, at the same time

-My custom gaming computer :p

-To lose weight! (Getting fat!) T.T

-My custom drum kit! <3

-Moneh! $.$

-Myself

-Drumming

-Gaming (PSP & PC)

-Watchin TV

-Meeting new people

-Drumming ^^

-Girls who fucking cheat on guys

-Naggers

-Backstabbers

-Windows "fucking" Vista

-Norton "so-called" anti virus

-You know who the fuck you are.

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Been thinking about shit, been talking to friends.

Thinking.

I cannot let these foolish thoughts dominate my mind.
My future is pathed ahead of me, my millions are waiting for me.
It won't be easy, then again, what is?
I have spent too much pondering on matters of the heart and neglected the real importance of my life and what I want it to be.

After these 2 years, just watch me.
The young, foolish, naive, ignorant Jeremiah will be dead.
Gone will be this motherfucker, this asshole who so willingly gave his love away, and came back broken and bleeding inside.
Gone will be the weak, pathetic pussy that never fought for what he really wanted in life.

2 years is a long time, and by the end, or earlier even, he will be reborn.
His determination will rival second to none, his team ever growing.
Yes, he will be back.
He knows roughly what he wants to do after NS, his plans for his life.
All he needs to do now, is to wake up.
Wake up and find that fighting spirit in him, that bit of metal, and to take control of his life once and for all.
His plans would be in full detail, and they would be accomplished.
The steps to his first million would be hard no doubt, but he would not falter.
Instead, every failure every disappointment would only propel him further, and he will become what he had envisioned himself to be so many times.

From the first million to 10, 20 and 50 million, he has it all worked out.
Nothing can stand in his way.
Or in the way of his team.
We are invincible.

Every fucking bitch who ever toyed with him would regret it.
Every asshole who deemed him a failure would eat their own fucking words.
His friends would reap in his rewards, his enemies would suffer tenfold what they had caused upon him.

Mark my words.
This is a promise.

I am slowly finding myself.
And I will.

//4:15 PM//