



♡ you can't even carve my heart out.
Saturday, May 23, 2009, 1:06 PM
Today is Saturday. Which means Sat-uh Day. I'm complete clueless at what to do after this. People are out having their fun now that MidYear's over. Me. Guess just sitting in my room. Reading the storybook(s) and surfing. Its pretty pathetic now that holiday is an inch reach cause as like today, the days would ultimately come to a no end of bores. I doubt mum and dad will allow me to go out on thee weekends. How unreasonable, I know. Instead I have to stay at home and tutor Selena for her maths. BigSigh. R./Vanessa Barcelos was supposed to die and Snake are in coma for that Carlos and Isabel is supposed to be together. I hate when stories have people to die. Especially the mains.
Bye blo-vers.
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SYARAFINA. A penultimate Leo. 16, real triple mutliple soon.
I'm a big-time procrastinator. But hey, procrastinators enjoy life more than anyone, because they don’t worry and they still meet the
deadline. I'm weird, I run into things, I spill food, I trip, I scream about random stuff. I obviously don't have it all together.
But I like it that way. I just want to live a life without worries, where I can be me without fear of being judged. I want to let go of the past, live in
the present, and dream of the future. I don’t wish to be everything to everyone, but it would be lovely to be something to someone.
Got a problem with me? Solve it. Think I’m trippin’? Tie my shoes. Can’t stand me? Sit your butt back down. Can’t face me? Turn around. Getting tired of
me? Take a nap.
Blov-vers are as dearly loved as possible -_*
Ps/ Note to self: I think I’ll go anti-love. Really, who needs it? Butterflies in the tummy, heart skipping beats… that can’t be safe.