Behind my shadow, there's always something else

8/16/08

WHY AM I BLOGGING AT 1.39AM?!

But nvm, Duckie Duckie Duckie, I keep thinking,

ABOUT THE LIT PRESENTATION, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Ok, I shall be nice and not laugh at her or anyone else anymore.

I was supposed to speak gently and softly to waiting today, but obviously we felt it was weird and went laughing away like some crazy idiots who have never laughed before. waiting always has funny stories. HAHA. i forgot most of them but, i still think they're funny.

Waiting is weird i tell you. She can practically laugh over something NOT funny. But who doesnt know shes not weird.

-.-

wait.

why am i talking about waiting all of a sudden?

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xD Had this nice long chat with duckie. I just love duckie ( as a good friend of course. There is no lesbian gene of any sort in me, the white blood cells would have recognised and killed them as foreign particles which would harm the body, together with the mind and the heart ) wow. such a long bracket.

I wish I could be humourous alone. And entertain myself with my posts. -.-

Too bad I can't. Inspiration is what I need. Talk about inspirations. Inspirations come in any form, from anyone, from anywhere. Inspirations can be sparked off by a chain of thoughts, can be sparked off when you see something, someone. It can even be sparked off when you are dreaming. Talk about dreaming. Dreaming is a torture, it shows that your brain is probably hyperactive or that you are not even resting well.

Ignore the dream part. It's a fact. So? Ignore it since it's a factual fact.

It's also a fact that I'm just cheating you. But I did read it from a book somewhere. (: