If love was as plain as me.

Saturday, August 7, 2010 / 1:38 AM



What to do now ?  I did not know what to do in anyway. I just know that I don't even know what I want for myself. I have noone to look up for when there's problem crops up. Maybe I just don't want to share my problem and just being self-fish ? I don't even know where to vent my anger at. Clueless, right ? People always asked to share. In the end, I received a word only. Cheer up. Raft out roud. I guess speaking to a non-living things might be better well off. For the last time I shall say. Fuck my life.
Hello, idiots and retarded peoples.
How was your life girl ?
Dear diary,
What can I say about my life was, its sucks. But, I'm trying to make it better than sucks. I gave a miss to cross country and I could not get what I wanted. Anyway, I also won't get a piece of shit because there's two reason. One, I will be doing duty no matter whats the outcome. Secondly, my stamina drop 100%. I felt leftout. I see no photos of me. Ha ha ha.
I went rochor centre in the afternoon again... And went sim lim square ... And then waited for cab for one hour ... I called several time to book a cab and the outcome was "Sorry. All the cab are fully book." Totally, pissed off. Worst is, I go call the maxi cab and guess what. The booking fee is super expensive. Daylight robbery, please! Forty-five dollars of booking fee. Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeee .... Good night.


Biography.

Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe.