Written Trash to cover up the Trash below.

Darn..Now I know what a Noob is.
That's the girl posting below like she knew everything. She sounded like a 14-year old. Don't you think?
I haven't posted for nearly a year..Cool
That took some time, to learn and to appreciate other's works.

What the hell is wrong with me?
(erm, punctuations and all that I guess)

No, I mean Me. I. Myself.

Why is something bothering you?

Yeah, talking to myself does bother me. >.>


There's this guy..who loves Soda and Dr. Pepper much.
And I thought I loved him too..
But he walked away from me just like that..like nothing ever happened.
And I cried a bucketful of tears and blocked him on msn. Yay!

Neoseeker is so darn amusing.

Photobucket won't work in my computer..What's wrong with you PC?

My life is filled with deadlines, I dunno which to make or break.

My college smelled like dried ink.

I love purple. But I don't want my bestfriend Flavie ann to call me a copy cat..
Soooo, I'm dyeing my hair RED.

I love DJ's long hair..
but he won't be reading this so it's useless.

And I feel sick tonight..
I just Wrote this Trash to cover up the Trash below.
^^

really! i wonder why i made an account here, but i have already done this so why should i blabber about nonsense? i should think now of something to say that woud benefit others, not only myself.
hee-hee benefit others huh? i sound so dang serious bout that..
sometimes i get ashamed if someone reads anything that i write but thinking that it's a lil bit fun i just dont care anymore.
i guess people won't really "learn" from everything that i say here because im not a teacher and i ain't teaching but i hope they'll learn something from the ups and downs of a typical teenager, my funny and embarrassing moments all rolled into one, (duh? is this some kind of a slum book?! if it is then tell me your favorite color..yeah)
the conflicts, gossips, happenings, etcetera, etcetera between love, family, friends and war. (yes,and i mean war!)
that got me tired..and its only the first step of my laborious getting to know me paperwork. no,computer work.

at first, i asked my cousin what a blog is and he answered me laughing that it's an "online diary". you'll write here all you want to say when you get dumped by your crushie or the story of how you fell from the stairs revealing your you-know-what to the bulging eyes of everyone around.
it's ridiculous, he told me to expose your personal diary when he remembered that i ran around the campus just to retrieve my ever kept under lock and key diary from my mischievous classmate who happens to be the admired boy of the school and that little glittery-flowery book tells a tale of him. scary!
you know.. and i know that he's just joking and jokes are half meant (well most of it maybe)
so i guess it's partly true..
but dont worry im not gonna do the diary of mine exposing for the second time, i already learned from it..:)

now now, i dont want to tire myself easily but then things come so quick that i dont know where or when to start reacting..
just two days left and the cold christmas break is over..im not excited about goin back to school nor goin back to my home sweet home..where do i want to stay then?
i still wanted to go travellin and have fun..
long hours of travellin..makes me really dizzy and white as snow..
okay..sheesh..now i wanted to go back home..