definitely wired wrong somewhere

am i lactose intolerant or is my tummy too sensitive to certain types of food? been getting food poisoning more often than before and it's killing me. if i don't eat my tummy hurts, if i eat i'll end up in the toilet. oih, not funny okay.

it's cold. it's sunny but it's cold. i don't like this.

it's not cold, the weather's fine.

maybe it's just me. i've got weather issues i think.

you're cold blooded.

huh? wth.. ..

where did all the love go?

always?

when you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth - mitch albom

free hug

i need one big fat comfy hug right now. it's been a while since i got one.

excuse me, pardon me

never thought i'd do it in a million years, but i thought it was fun.










i wanna do it again! !

of mmms and hmmss

i never quite agreed on men wearing pink clothes but he managed to pull it off with the shorts and why oh why is he so adorable? could it be the voice, the wardrobe or the looks? hmmm.. .. ei ei ei ei!

hot damn ah. i want this body please. i want to be skinny... not skinny scary till you can see my bones and veins. eedoubleyou.. skinny cheryl.. yes yes, i want to be skinny cheryl or like skinny fit.. like them jeans, heh. .. skinny fit cheryl?


we had a guitar hero concert for the first time ever. 24 songs man, what the hell were we thinking? no quitting halfway, no changing difficulties and no pausing in the middle of a song/playlist but it was all good, we had fun. we were on fireee baby! woot woot!!



but i still suck at it. big time.

used to this by now

cold empty and alone

i'm just saying.. ..

don't judge a book by it's cover and once the skeleton's out of the closet, things get very.ugly.


the weather has mood swings, just like me. i guess we're meant to be?

its one of those things that saves me from being lonely

yaaa what would we do without tv series man
DIE OF BOREDOM AND LONELINESS
that's what'll happen to us without sitcoms

don't ask me why

life has been very frustrating lately and i've got terrible mood swings.


makes me feel like ctrl+alt+delete everything

DEBIT AND CREDIT CARDS ARE EVIL PLASTIC THINGS


so much for making your life simple. easier to make one's life miserable is more like it.

have i ever told you that i don't like the smell of money?






help wanted anywhere?

erase/rewind

when will i ever learn?

right now. i feel like such a failure.

and i wonder. . . .

is there such a thing as a second chance?
then you have these thoughts in your head:
'to err is human, to forgive is divine'
'once bitten, twice the shy'

i do not understand men who wear their pants soo low that you can see their boxers. makes me want to pull it down. should do it the next time.. ouhhhh, fun!

how the heck are you suppose to kiss someone through the phone?
'girl you know i miss you, i just wanna kiss you. but i can't right now so kiss me thru the phone, i'll see you later on' double you tee eff soulja boy.




oh, a garlic crusher isn't all that after all. pfftt..

winning a battle, losing a war

have you ever felt like erasing part of your memory simply to forget about your past? just the parts where you don't want to remember.

or probably to turn back the time. i know everyone would want to do it if they could. i know i would and embrace the past instead of fixing it. (maybe mend just a few things, just a little)

but i wouldn't want to know about the future. i'm too scared of knowing what is going to happen soon. i would rather do whatever i can now, be happy knowing that tomorrow is another day and let nature do its work.

thoughts at 3am

what should you do if you know that feeling that you don't want comes back? you know it will haunt you back no matter how much you don't want it to. but it just does and it freaks you out.

i love how the song fits the ending perfectly.

meet me halfway, right on the borderline. that's where i'm gonna wait for you.

haven't been well. weather's making me cranky. not.in.the.mood.



something i listen to when i'm sad. okay, so i'm going to drown my sorrows with some leftover jacket potaotes and wicker park. goodbye world just leave me alone. thanks bye.

tell me where's your hiding place
i'm worried i'll forget your face
and i've asked everyone
and i'm beginning to think i imagined you all along

not to worry

i'm still here.
















i just ran out of words.
where do i begin?