pretty woman, walking down the streets.
-by elvis presley[i guessed]

tired and dead for the first half of the day. still tired and began feeling sleepy at the later part of the day.
so.. deadtired + sleepytired= tired(dead + sleepy)
WOW! i can even do math with my feelings!. actually i think im getting bad at math now. havent been practicing for a super looonnng time. (:

well, party at moy's house soon!. theme: dress up like sth you dont wanna be. kinda stupid but fun. i bet i'll feel uncomfortable. and i dont know what to wear. dress and skirt is a no-no thing. im thinking of construction worker? or begger? or STONE!? [ how the hell am i gonna dress up like a stone?! that's the question. (: ] or.. i dont know PORN STAR?!. i dont even know how they dress. and that day, i dressed normally, okay?! me, a porn star? no way, man!. haha!.

i think that the guitar is so cool and romantic. might play for my love one day.. MIGHT!.

and yaye!. im getting a new mp3 player. or maybe an ipod shuffle. haha.. as long as it is small and have many memory space and looks nice, will do.

fiona- you wanted to flood but you CANT, not decided not to. haha!.
GLORIA- aww, i love you.. haha(:

He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"

say:hello, gorgeous!

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