01:01:2010. I think you know what that means.

"Lets never speak of 2009 again."


Seriously, I don't wanna talk about 2009 ever again. Thank you Lord for letting me live this long! Man, I will never know how I survived. Oh and you know what's poopie? New Years is on a Thursday and we (well mostly me and few other good chickens) can't go out Thursday night 'cause its a holy night. And its gonna be a test for most muslims to see if they're going to ignore our religion. Yeah, Im judging you.

Anyhow, Im really hoping that next year will be easier and well planned lol.

Seriously.

xoxo.

Movies only suck when you can't stop crying.

I could make pools with the amount of water falling from my eyes.

I just watched The Note Book. I know, Im seriously delayed and should check that out some time by the clinic. I also watched the Avatar. Thats a really nice movie. Pretty cool.

Seriously.

xoxo.

Hi. Hey. Hello and how do you do?

"Omg. Wtf. bbq."


I had three things I wanted to get over with but now I can't remember one of them. Damn my stupid sucky memory. I'll just have to get over it. The first one was that I didn't watch 'Paranormal Activity'. It was so unfair 'cause I really wanted to but then the movie didn't want to play. Sucks bum big time man.

I started a fanfic story (If any one of you ever heard of www.fanfiction.net/), Its a Seth story, from Twilight man. I just felt like saying it.

I can't remember what the third thing was but I'll post it later if I remember (sigh).

xoxo.

Bloody - Disgusting.

"Experience. It. For. Yourself."


I actually can wait. Oh just letting you know... Im gonna watch... Paranormal Activity... man. I phoned my friend and told her and was like "Are you crazy! Don't watch it." and I said "Okay then, why don't you watch it with me?", she screamed in the phone and said "What! Do I look crazy?" So that just ended our convo.

Seriously, what's so bad? I'll update later and tell you.

xoxo.

"You've really got a knack for being bored."

"Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now." 


Seriously, if you're home. Bored. Alone. And the only sharp object you have is a butter knife. You should get some help. I just started school holidays and my parents are working till 5 and 6 the night. No car. Damn, and since I can't go to my friends house everyday because they might get annoyed with me and I get bored quickly I don't what else to do. I bought 3, thick, books a few days and I finished them (I really wanna cry) already. Im probably gonna eat myself fat until I can't fit through the door way then I can't ever leave the house.

I'm really bored.

xoxo.

Who else would not love his own image.

Who else would not love his own image?

Even the crude Narcissius loved himself

in a pool of water.

We feed and worship our image

from the crude shadows in the still waters

to the bright reflections of the silver mirrors

and to the wise manipulations over

the lenses of the camera men and women.

We pose and change suits

giggle at the transfer of life

into the shiny papers and borrowed colours

tailor our dead sizes,

enlarge these still pictures

in frames and hang them on walls.

We pay the high cost of joy

of our tailored image

stamped on papers and tucked on wood

kissed by glasses and adhesives.

And never will the price alter

the rising and ebbing tide

of the ego`s worship

to our own human form.

(taken from my first book of poems,

" A Pulse for my Country People", p. 51)