long time..

damn its been long...real long...lotsa shit has happnd(literally also) sinc i wrote last time..but then i wnt write bout it,my blog is crappy already..im jus gonna jot down a short story i wrote in my so called "creative writing" xam..jus had bout haf an hour for it so dont mind d lack of creativity..n also the brusqueness...or mind it..whatevr.. i ws forced to write on changes/mutations..300 words..had no choice but to write..its not that often that i write in xams thez daz so it was a pleasant change..no more intro..here it goes..all the smokers light ur fags..u gonna need it...believ me..

" It was a silent evenin in the summer of 1942..the silence was so deafening that he cudnt take it nemore..he had lost his father,his brother n his best friend in a space of 4 days..for the 1st time in his life he didnt want to b a jew or alive..
The war was on..the nazi germany was usurping europe wid such an ease that he believed was not real..he thought or rather hoped that he wud wake up one fine day and it wud be all be back to normal as if it was a nightmare,lik nothin had happend..all he was dreamin was his primeval europe..d europe he grew in..but then his cynical scientific mind told him to stop thinkn lik an optimist,instead it told him to face the facts..the facts were simple but catastrophic..his friends n family had been butchered by the S.S and much to his dismay he had survived..like a rat he thought..how he wanted to swap his identity wid some rat..again his mind interfered..he was now in a peaceful village near bern in the neutral switzerland..how he alwaz lovd d alps..he had met his lov for the 1st time there 14 years back..again his brain forced him to stop romancing wid d peaks..the silence wasnt helpn him,it was making him think lik a human..all he wanted was to grieve over the fact that he had lost evry1 but then he cudnt evn cry..the germans had taken away his tears too..he wanted revenge..his heart mite hav stoppd him from bein a bloodthirsty wolf but he had lost his heart the day german light infantry took his wife from him..he wanted blood..ne needed blood..and now all he had to do was make a plan..a plan that wud quench his thirst..but how??
some1 had 1nc joked that he lookd lik hitler..he thought it was funny then but now it felt so ironic..one man u want to kill so badly n u look lik him..god has such a bad sense of humor..his blood boild wid rage..he took out his sidearm n shot at his image,at hitler's image..it felt good..liberating..suddenly he got it..now he knew how he wud feel better..BOOM!!!..and his blood was all that there was..the brain had finally stopped..a 3mm piece of iron did the trick..

"Bravo doctor..You did it!"

"I wish i didnt have to do it colonel but my fatherland wants it..i hate it but then i love it too.."

"you did a gr8 job..Fuhrer wud b pleasd.."

"well iam pleasd n thats what counts..here is d report of the project colonel..submit it to d commodore"

" I wil doctor..have a good day..Hail Hitler"

"Hail Deutscheland"

The doctor took out his cigar,lit it and started writn his diary..

June 3,1942.
Auswitch

another fine day at the center..the gene mutation program is going guns..today a 12 year old girl killd herself because she thought she lookd lik hitler,well i made her think that way ofcourse..altering the DNA,changin the thought process,makin sm1 believ jus bout nethn..i wish the war never ends..and tommorrow i mutate a pig's genes..il try make it think lik an eagle..wudnt that be jus gr8..its fun playn god..

Dr.Rudolf Schwansteiger(MD)
Head DNA Mutation Department
SS
Third Reich...