so much for owning an ibook-
i screamed in my own head:
WHAT ARE U DOING ONLINE AT THIS TIME???!!!!
that is a question i constantly ask myself.
sadly, most oof the time i find no answer.
izit an addiction, or just simply because i wanna finish up my work.
its what i do every single nite, an addiction.
it has no cure.
ok, at least im not blogging every single day.( am i?)
i've been looking at dead bodies the whole nite.
dead n dried up bodies of royalties, MUMMIES.
it creeps me out, but i've long learnt to curb my fear.
jus except for lizards and a few other things.
HAHAS.
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CATCHING THE SALE.
mango sale opens to the public tmr morning.
some are gonna dash and blindly grab
some are gona dig for the best bargain
some will get so excited they faint before walking into the store.
and some, like me, got tired of sales after sales after sales.
i might not have spent alot, but i've sure seen enough to write a whole essay on sales and bargaining.
im not kidding.
the happiest sale i went to..well.
i was in the middle of it.
i was wokin that sunday, and i saw pple carrying many bags of stuffs.
i was happy cos i was not the one buying.
could it be some phobia thingy.
hmm.i wonder wonder.
i painted my nails light pink.
goes with my mood,slow n relaxed
but still lovely.HAHAS.
i figured i din wan to head to town with BALD nails.
sometimes, i care too much for stupid details that dun mean a thing.
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'It's like you're a drug
It's like you're a demon I can't face down
It's like I'm stuck
It's like I'm running from you all the time'
-kelly clarkson, addicted-
im tired and emotional.
from 11 to 2, im at my weakest.
i can believe in anything.
i love this pic for now.
its so.erm.tat FEELING comes out.
