are you sure you're 15, cos you look 25

i look fug. =(

it's 5:06am in the morning, i'm staring at the blank computer screen. my hair is dripping wet, i have bruises on my arm and leg from moshing (i checked in the shower).

i want a rolling stones tee-shirt.

you are what you attract. if you're a loser, you attract losers. naturally, your friends will be losers. and losers attract other losers, who attract other losers, who attract other losers, and so on. yes, that made sense, pastor! (i listened)

we ordered mac delivery, 2 huge boxes of 20pc nuggets, and a lot of other food. sinful! i am fat.

i feel like eating a banana, i wonder if anything specialyouwill happen today.

i think i wasted enough time of my life typing crap. i needa go pack my stuff, or be late for school. :/

i shan't be sad. i'm not. depressed people aren't sexy.

i heck care, i going for dragonforce (i think). forget about the ipod fund! chishun [and his posse] going, mervyn [and his posse] going, i am not going to be lonely.

may 20th! 7pm till whenever! a moshpit for the firebreathers.

"you look exciting"
"are you a ballerina?"
"are you chinese? cos you look eurasian"
"you're on fire, babehhhh"