i wrote this for you
There's a palace in the south of France, where only the lonely people learn to dance.
i don't like my life, okay some part yeah, it's fine, but the other part, the happiness is hardly seen. tell me about it.
i don't have any high expectations about high school, i know that there will always have dramas going on, and i will try as hard to blend into the background. i had never seen myself in a situation where everyone surrounding me, cause that is just unimaginable, if that happens, it would be a struggle to find any source of oxygen.
right now i am searching for the best possible excuse for me to not talk to anyone, for example like watching a movie or busy helping my mom, although it's obviously fake. never mind, i'll just say to them i'm not feeling too good. would that be acceptable? maybe they will ask me what is the matter. i need to have a reason, don't i? well, the reason doesn't matter lah, why do they have to care at the first place?
eh you, i'm talking about you la! -___-
ish i'm so pissed off right now, you said you care, but now dah ada orang lain tak pulak. menyampah, seriously
okay la, that's all. i tgh panaskan the hair curler, and dah lama sangat it's burning the carpet
ciao
WANTASTICO
Sunday
Sunday, March 22, 2009
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