Here I am in what i call artificial peace.
there's music booming in my head.
Lyrics of the song streaming in my mind.
I can feel the sound of the drums so loudly,
My ears can explode anytime soon.
But i don't care anymore.
Outside this darkness, (well i didn't switch on any light in this room)
Lies six other breathing human beans.
Most probably watching the Greatest Invention yet,
Also known as the television.
It's a pity they can only hear spoken words from the tv when it's volume is at it's maximum.
The noise is more annoying than your mother's nagging,
I'm not kidding ya.
Now that I've kicked my door shut,
Let me begin whilst the noise is muffled by the door.
I'm a girl.
I breathe,
of course not when my head's under water.
Sara Bareilles told me that useful information.
I walk when the moon's out.
I wear dresses which come up to here.
I usually binge on some chips while i watch some horror shit on my beloved talking electronic flat-screen bestfriend, if you're dumb to understand who/what i'm referring to it's my TV.
And don't be afraid to admit you're dumb.
I'M DUMB AND I'M PROUD!
That reminds me,
Yesterday at night after getting drunk on fruit juice,
(And no i didn't exactly got drunk. It means i got high)
Oh that reminds me of another thing,
there are three words circling in my half-functioning brain
that i'm dying to say.
SELAMAT HARI RAYA.
Okay back to the long story sorry lorry corny corn,
(okay i think my insanity haven't subside just yet).
So as i was saying until stupidity interrupted,
I was watching the Grudge 2 on the tv.
I was sinking into the couch with my other best bud, pilloww.
He's not your normal average pillow okay.
He's a super pillow with an extra w behind!
Steal my beloved pilloww and i'll steal your peace.
(i don't even know if it's a he/she).
Gr, i gta remain focus and write this for my readers (i.e no one).
Oh that reminds me of ANOTHER ANOTHER THING,
nah i'm just kidding.
Where was i again?
hm, right.
Oh ya that's actually about it.
I watch the show,
oh well half-way.
And then my eyes couldn't comprehend it's desire to close and drift to dreamland.
It was my eyes fault!
Oh yeah, one more thing.
NEVER WATCH A HORROR MOVIE IN HIGH DEFINITION,
it scared the freaking shit outta me that i could have peed right there and then.
Not to worry, i didn't pee. Pfft, That's absurd.
Erm, Let's get back to the Introduction.
I abhor the word love actually.
Unfortunately,
I'mma hopeless romantic and fall for sweet-talkers.
Screw you little sweet candycanes!
I'm left at birth then taken in by sheeps and now i'm fighting John Cena with a lollipop.
I love the Earth,
it's evil and ugliness,
oh i just love this utter destruction and sadistic manipulation that's happening in this world.
i'mma sadistic little kid.
Despite that, i too appreciate Earth's for it's beauty and magic.
I love capturing it's beauty in terms of photography and sketchings.
I wish i can fly to ever corner of the world and explore the surfaces of the Earth till my heart's content. Let me discover the wonders of the world.
Why restrict only seven or eight places to be the wonders of the world?
I believe other beautiful places are just yet to be found.
Oh step by step I see myself falling in love with nature.
*remembering mom when she held a cockroach by it's feelers*
Okay maybe not every aspect of nature.
I am at peace when i'm tuning in to rock and alternative,
And my eyes disappears when i smile.
As weird as i may be, I'm still an average 14 year old.
(Well actually that depends on how you define average.)
I eat my M&Ms while my back's on the floor.
Plus, I'm currently re-reading the book titled "He's Just Not That Into You".
Let me grab an extract from that magnificent book,
"He is a man made up entirely of your excuses. And the minute you stop making excuses for him, he will completely disappear from your life. Are there men who are too busy or have been through something so horrible that makes it hard for them to get involved? Yes, but there are so few of them that they should be considered urban legends. For as already suggested, a man would rather be trampled by elephants that are on fire than to tell you that he's just not that into you. That's why we wanted this book. We wanted to get your excuses out of the closet, so to speak, so they can be seen for exactly what they are: really bad excuses."
I hope that'll help.
Oh do not misunderstand i read the book coz it's hilarious not because i'm fucked up with relationship issues. That'll be depressing.
that reminds me i'm quite vulgar.
Despite that,
I hope i use blog in good use and that doesn't include bitch-ing or exposing of secrets.
Let me share a fraction of my daily life through this.
For i want to experience it myself.
the joy of which bloggers face.
Which really puzzles me as they're letting people intrude into your private life.
Freedom of speech,
hm, i see.
I see how it's your page and your decision to design it .
I love how you're able to express your even deepest feelings and show it to the whole world.
Let my eyes drift me to wonderland.
I need to continue the episodes of Super Duper Myra,
where i'll dream of being a superhero saving Townsville while wearing a real short tube dress and having pixies which are also pigtails.
(POWERPUFFGIRLS!)
Before i go,
Let me say goodbye to my sister's Mac Laptop that i'm currently typing on! (HAHAH)
even tho, it kinda sucks, this machine have witness the ups and downs i had and accompanied me in times of sadness and happiness.
It keeps inside of him priceless memories i shared with my bestfriends and other friends.
Oh how he'll let me type real hard on his keyboards when i want to vent my anger.
Enough describing me to you fellow readers (i.e nobody),
now hello,
I love toys.
Do you?
p.s I watched Disaster Movie today. Really great. Outburst of hysterical laughter could be heard in approximately every five minutes or less
By me.