Try playing all your songs fast forward. It's enjoyable. ilikedamoveitmovieilikedamoveitmoveit324532453245-5-5-5ddddddjdjdjfireinthskyGEEGEEGEEGEEBABYBABYBABY And after you fast forward, play it back at normal speed. And then you will realize how slow it is. --- BUGS scare me. They scare the hell out of me. They creep me out. They send chills down to my spine. Sorry, but I hate them. Bug lovers, please forgive me. Their eight or six or even uncountable legs. Their big beady eyes. And the worst, their WINGS. Not wings with feather but dry wings that ready to take off any second. On the ground was enough to make me run, but flying? I will be at my grave if it landed on any part of my body. Insects that I feared most would be, - butterflies - cockroaches - dragonflies - grasshoppers. BUTTERFLIES. I wonder how they got their name. It made no sense! I don't want to find out either. People find butterflies are beautiful creatures that fly with their colourful wings. While other peop...
Life is filled with nothing but disappointment and pain. Well, I'm sure mine is. --- I wanted to post about my birthday, but now that I think about it, I already mentioned everything about my birthday. Nothing really happened on my birthday so, yeah. I want to thank all the birthday wishes that were given to me. I'm glad there are people who still remember my birthday without looking at Facebook. But, thanks anyway. As I grow older, my birthday doesn't seem to be so important anymore. When I was small, I would want my mother to bake a cake or eat outside, give me presents or held a party. Although my mother only organized one. I love you, mum. It was just a day to mark how many years I have been on this earth, the day I was given life and I think it will be better to appreciate every other single days too. I think Chinese New Year is better than my birthday. BLAHH, I did received presents, thanks to my wonderful friends. Gray Fullbuster from Reiki and a really cute pencil b...
I don't think many of you know, but my computer died about one week ago. Hard drive problems. I died along with it. My body didn't rot but my spirit was flying away. *ahemkoffkoff* I was "dead". Not being able to use my computer was dreadful. I wasn't used to another computer and I had all my things over there. We made emergency calls to my rescuer cousin and we depended on him because he saved our computer's lives many times. Our hopes are on him. I came back from home one day, welcoming my cousins. I went upstairs and saw a horrible sight. My dear computer was lying on the floor. The insides had been took out from its body and flesh. I had prepared for this, but deep down, I was sad. From what I heard my mother said, my cousin said he might able to save the computer, but maybe not. In the end, he said he wasn't able to save it. Even he was able to rescue our computer's poor soul, all the memories in it might be washed away. My cousin asked us if ther...
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