You don't need lucidity to find joy. Joy is where you decide to put your heart at. There's just something about words that I love, that works in sync with codes. Solituditary, writing, imagination. Those, are my favourites.
So hey. This is my blog. I love writing. The posts and titles here are inspired from real life world and experiences.
Typing about hurt doesn't make me a sadist.
Typing about heartbreaks doesnt mean im on post-break up denial.
Typing about love and crushes doesn't mean im in love.
Typing about death doesn't make me an emo kid.
We are all more in depth than the naked eye can see. I hate being ridiculed.
I think I won't be uploading as much photos here now that Facebook is available. Read on, comment, whatever.
Enjoy articulating or connecting my words with your life. Welcome.
It's Friday. I'm asked to go home by my girls straight after school. One of my girlfriends accompanied me home and said she need to rush off to home. But I saw her went off the other direction when I reached my home corridor. (HAHA.) The other girlfriend is at school having lesson and said she'll be dropping by my home to watch Silent Hill with me. This is so sudden because senior year allows us no time to hang out at my home like we used to. She told me to wait for a call. My closest mates have been whispering and sneaking behind my back. My girlfriend who is having lesson now passed me a disc at school just now. I am tempted to play it now on my computer. But I was told not to open it until later at night. And so now, I am waiting for the big sweet stuff. I looove surprises.