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Sunday, April 30, 2006


my dsl connection is down
using other pple's bandwidth now.
:(

went home last night smelling like dad.
always think that this is what guys
should smell like.
but in the future,
this view of mine will definitely change.

i seem to like wierd smells.
xP

two sillies at the busstop.

life will be so different after 2 years.
i wonder what do i want.
sometimes i'll picture my future in my mind
but it seems so naive.

feel that i don't want so much
though i still hope for some.
what is enough?
i hope i will know
and never sink into more is better.


i hate the feeling of being deceived.
perhaps this is why i don't want any promises.
i rather there's no promise at all
so there won't be a broken trust.

Something Magical
1:06 AM

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