sometimes…

15 06 2011

… I wonder why I bother to be happy.

 

 

 

Then I look at this pic and I think, “Oh.”

 

Love you. 🙂





love is a dog

26 05 2011

I know I have to make space for it, but sometimes, I don’t even know what it bit me for.





A Typical Day As A Typical Blogger.

2 05 2011

Hmm, emo emo emo emo emo emo happy with friends emo emo emo. Today I had lunch. My lunch was bittergourd egg with rice. Teehee. :DDD

Bittergourd egg with rice. :DDD

Then I went shopping! SO fun with friends, but dunno what to buy. Too expensive. Oh well, got friends I feel very happy :DD

Come back, cry cry cry emo no friends emo. Emo cause bf/gf doesn’t understand/doesn’t know i like her/him/ doesn’t like me/just broke up.

P.s. Emo message.

P.s.s. Angry message to someone who indirectly bitched me and I’m 100% sure it’s about me when it actually isn’t.

P.s.s.s. Very mushy love message to her/him that readers read and start guessing who it is.





I’m The Boy Eaten By The Jaguar.

21 08 2010

I got into an argument with a friend I really liked. And he said this.

“And best of all, I’m not rich. I don’t have a Jaguar at home.”

…Is this what people view me as? The rich kid with a sports car, getting everything at will, cause I have money?

I don’t feel pissed. But…

Those words were said out of spite, but what if they echoed the feelings of others?

I’m not like that.

How can I prove otherwise?