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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 6:25 PM
date: Saturday, January 13, 2007
Life with Dad is becoming unbearable. So Unbearable. He confiscated, my handphone, mp3 and tablet (I'd rather you call my hell hole of a house). Im using his tablet now because Brother lent me (He knows abt Dad and how he is). He thinks he can make me study, right. Im doing everything in my childish stubborn power t do everything else except study. Another Red Cross Lecture today with his final warning of giving me a last chance before he goes t school and takes me out. Just because I slept early yesterday from CCA Recruitment. Bloody shit. Oh yeah, my aunt who moved t Aus is selling her house. She lives in the same block as me and on the 25th storey, five roomed flat. I am hoping someone I know buys the house instead of some unknown people. Jalan Bukit Merah, Blk 140, thanks. Stupid Saturday family dinner.

I shall be the rebellious brat who gets whatever she wants in the end.
ME AND HAZEL HYPERVENTILATED. (are still hyperventilating) :D HAHAHAHA! HAZEL!!!! !@#$%! i cant breathe now, numbed BEYOND BREATHING.