Beep beep.

it was 10:00 pm. the sound of my mobile ringing. i reached it and open the lid. on the screen blipped a date, showing 2nd June, a birthday.

well i know i never have remembered any of my friend's birthdays, i need the help of myspace or mobiles to remind me. but when i am reminded, i do really wish they live a long and nice life. so this is just an advanced happy birthday to my friend.

Happy birthday and may god bless you. miss you buddy.

I was young then and stupid.



I had no experience about all that. I didn't knew what i was dealing with. Me and you, we were. At first it was fun but then more problems started to emerge. Suspicions started to unearth. You didn't believe in me and I was getting tired of your distrust. From what started as innocent letter writings to becoming late night calls. We grew intimate and then we grew apart. You accuse me of having more than one while I watch and let you have more than one. I was young then and stupid, so I decided to stop by silence. Everything changed and we went our own ways.



But sometimes i do miss you.

I'm most happy when i am miserable. misery loves company like the song. but i guess i love misery as company. what's fun in life if there's no challenges, no boundaries to cross, no rules to break, no time of sadness. it's no fun on being happy all the time. laughing and smiling. that's no fun anymore.


oh god, i'm on my way to being an EMO? ewwwww. shoot shoot bang bang.

Lately i have been having these weird dreams that i cannot understand their true meaning. I believe there's something wrong and i'm getting to the bottom of this.

i've got the world on a string.

I had a dream and you were in it. I was mad at you, it would seem that i was always mad at you. But how could i still be mad at someone who isn't here anymore? I am going insane with all these unaired emotions. I guess i miss you buddy.

Well so far today is good. I didn't go to school today cause i don't have the mood. I didn't ate anything yet in the morning so i ordered pizza for breakfast. it was gooooood. :D it be the first time i ordered take out for breakfast on a "skipping school day". i feel goooooood. and tomorrow begins the pain. the annual mid year exams. AAAAAAAA!

I know this is a tuesday but i just remembered about this particular thing that i am going to talk about. I hate Mondays. hate them hate them hate them.
first, i know it's the end of the weekends and yipeee i have to go back to school.
second, i have to go back to school.
third i have to go back to school.
forth, i am not ready to go back to school and i want the weekends to be longer.
and being it a tuesday, it only adds up my aggravation towards monday because it only gets worse from here. uuurgh. other than weekends i do love fridays though. :D how i would want it to be friday as fast as possible. :D

well that is all.

p/s: nak kamera!!!!!

i miss playing playdough and making things out of them. i miss being a creator and creating wonderful sculptures that ought to have been put in galleries somewhere. how i can over-exaggerate huh. i miss playing house and doctor. i miss playing nintendo games especially fox jet something whatever. i miss playing power rangers with friends pretending i am the red ranger fighting monsters who really look like frosty the snowman. i miss roller-blading . i miss cooking and making masks out of tissues and cardboard boxes and painting them. i miss playing toys. i miss everything i did when i was a kid. i miss myself, my kid self because right now i am without my inner child. or so i think. oh well.

My legs are stomping my hands are clapping and shaking, my head is flipping from side to side my body is swinging left to right my shoulders up and down my ass wriggling with joy. i am dancing like my pants is on fire. woopwoop.
dancing needs no steps, dancing is art in the form of movement. make that spontanoues movement. no one can be called dance ignorant because dance have many-many styles. each have their own unique one. it is the act of expressing your sexual needs oh how i am very needy. :D

ahaha. woooohooooo

Aside from being born without my father being there, i just found out or perhaps realized that i had many mothers when i was a kid. maybe this is somehow the reason i am looking for, maybe not.

A moment of eccentric.

I consider myself better than the others, emotionally/mentally. but of course academically maybe not

It's been a while. so much to write so little time. see ya next time bloggie. :)

The good old days. That's what they were, the past.