Thursday, January 24, 2013

lol.

'NG WEI CHONG JAVIER'
'XAVIER NG SHAN HAO'
the similarity is TOO DAMN HIGH.

anyway. today I dug through a drawer of old stuff and found this cute letter thing. I forgot who wrote it to me. but. yeah.

'Thank you! :)

I appreciate you because you are so lovable and cute! haha you bring happiness. I'm not afraid of talking rubbish to you at all cos you understand me! Haha! Thanks for everything. Wish you the best in P5 and your everything in your life!

:) Haha!'

thanks I guess, to whoever wrote that.

now let's focus to this: 'you understand me'

DAYUM. why does/did everyone think I understand them? I don't. I'm not some crazy omg I understand youuuu kind of person. I'm not sure actually. I understand the surface of you, what you look like to society. but I don't know you past that.

really ,_,

I don't think I've said the phrase 'you understand me' to anyone before. maybe a few people. but idk. everyone probably knows the surface me. I don't even know anymore. who am I? what do you see me as? one word to describe myself? unpredictable. random. crazy. that isn't a personality. I don't have a personality.

it sucks.

if you came to this blog to see another side of me, I'd laugh. this blog is crazy, unpredictable, random. like how you know me in the real world.

okay maybe except this post.

personality vs stereotypical girl

stereotypical girl wins.

all that I really REALLY want to do is simply not a viable option.

and I forgot about it so long ago, becoming a stereotypical girl.

I forgot what I wanted.

have you ever had that feeling where you think you forgot to take something important, but just can't remember what it is?


yes.

except that I don't think I'll ever find it.

kay that's all ^^

Time according to mac: 11.32.09 PM
What was I doing beforehand: dancing
Chats on facebook: Bruce... k now no more :)
Listening to: squeaking of table (idk.. ._.), tv noise. dad talking to me about health and sleeping early.
Status: hyper. cannot sleep but oh well. shall lie on bed for fifty hours.

PEACEOUT##