i act like shit dont faze me
inside it drives me crazy
my insecurities could eat me alive
but then i see my baby
suddenly im not crazy
it all makes sense when i look into her eyes



and indeed so it does. like i told ya, eye contact's important.


had a good day. everyone was in school for the first time in quite a while. so that was cool.

after school was fun. for some reason i enjoyed myself quite a bit. even tho we didnt actually DO much. but hey its the crowd one hangs with yeah?

+i trust Hippo and "fat as hell" along with "ugly as fuck" will be duly remembered "aight"? ;)


i do so wish i knew wat it is i shld do. as it is i only feel alive when... well yeah. one good thing is that i reckon it cant be a bad thing at least. which is something to be thankful for.


note: reading blogs should NOT be done as a group activity. ESPECIALLY one's own. it is just very very VERY weird.


god. to have this all come back again. wat a rush :)

once again im pissed at the lack of privacy in my own blog. time was when i didnt give a damn abt privacy any more. but now i reckon i wanna get rid of some of you voyeurs pretty snappy. there's loads i wanna say.

but i aint allowed to say it.

hippos... realised recently that they're pretty ugly creatures. even if the babies are cute. plus some of them have so much HAIR.

:)

wtf am i doin talk abt hippos. next ill be wanting to rear moose in Wisconsin. WHATEVER :D

i wonder if this is what junkies feel like when withdrawl symptoms set in? maybe maybe.


mar said something today which triggered off a train of thought: spending too much time with someone makes one bored with them gradually. i spose that's true. but then how does marriage work? (NO mar having ten husbands is NOT the solution :D ) kinda depressing.




yippy doo!