Thursday, January 31, 2008
What's the story now?
boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.i'm so bored. bored i am. am i bored? haha. (kinda funny i think)
I make jokes, laugh at them. I take a look at myself. i laugh at myself too. freakky. everything comes and go, you know, everything in general. the obvious things that walk pass u all the freaking time u go to work, school wherever. not mentioning time itself. tick tock knock your cock tick tock fuck the clock kinda thingy thing.
lets see...what i did to entertain myself silly at home. clean my rack. arrange re-arrange my knick knacks. fool around with my dad's camera. talk shit, shit talk. admire my undies. lied to mom about buying something over at the mama shop, just to find myself smoking behind the coffee shop (haha), daydream (looking up to the sky with no stars up).
anyway, lunch with
Boring much?
after waking up, i'll bathe. make up in the dark most of the time (since i'm sharing a room with sis), but i think i'm pretty good at it. lol. that explains why i'm whackd sometimes. go to work. boringgg. anyway i think those who'll have a long journey in the train, try standing infront of school kids in uniform (who's seated la). my trick of getting a seat. obvious ain't it? then all the stupid nyoyas/apeks and office attired suckas will be rolling their eyes everywhere to chance upon an empty seat. stupid suckas.
alright. alright. alright. will be back. will be back. will be back. and lunch with ali has never been so good. :P
-will drown myslef silly with this-
AND mira, i miss you shitload of shit. huahuahua
