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Cause everything ain't what I used to know.
Friday, January 7, 2011, 10:46 PM

1.) Do you know how your parents picked your name?
2.) Do you have any article of clothing that has a lot of memories attached to it?
3.) When you’ve had a terrible day, how do you deal with it?
4.) How are you similar to and different from the majority of Tumblr users?
5.) What are some little things that make you feel warm and fuzzy?
6.) What would your dream house/apartment/castle/tree house/loft/bungalow/etc. look like?
7.) What are some of your pet peeves?
8.) Who makes your happier than anyone else?
9.) What was the worst thing to happen to you in middle school?
10.) What movie or book reminds you most of your childhood?
11.) What is the community you live in like?

12.) What is something you believe very strongly in?
13.) What’s your favorite season and why? If you don’t have distinct seasons where you live, does it bother you?
14.) Is there a band that you have loved for a long time? How long and why?
15.) What will your future be like if it all went the way you wanted it to versus how it will probably turn out, logically?


Right. I shall blog about today first, then continue w/ what's above. Heheh.

School was BORING today. And I really meant by boring. Not the boring in the sense that I have things that I don't want to do and not doing them. Because? Idk, it's just fucking boring. Especially math. Whoa, I swear, I've never gone through such a boring lesson of math before. And the real problem was that even though it's boring, I still have to listen to whatever she's talking about because that's the only way I can do my work right. And blahblahblah. I shall not go on and on.


Well, I believe strongly in um, fate/destiny. I was thinking of writing sleep. LOL. Maybe I shall write why at the bottom later. (LOL, joke.) Yeah, why I believe in fate? Because um, there're a lot of things that relies on fate. Like how you get your parents, how you meet your friends, how you meet your teachers, how you fall for your crush. And everything like that.

That's one, and the other would be um, that our lives are laid out already, with every possible decision that you'd make. And also that life constantly changes with whatever that you do.

And the last extra portion. I actually believe in sleep because for those people who doesn't have nightmares when they sleep, it exactly like escaping from reality. I believe in that because, sometimes, when the pain haunts me, I'll escape them by sleeping. And I think it's a much more healthier way of escaping pain. Instead of cutting yourself, etc. That's unless you have nightmares when you sleep luh. That's a completely different story.


I just returned from XX's blog. And I swear, I've got a lot of things to comment about her crap rubbish blogpost. I mean, it's freaking judgemental and untrue alright. Zzzzzz. Well, maybe she's right about the sex scenes. But kissing isn't wrong alright. Like, wtf. Argh, nevermind. I'm sick of constantly having to blog about my views about her posts.

Ps. Gonna burn what's standing in the way.


brave heart.



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