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Thursday, June 30, 2005
tuxs and cashless
... oh, you're full of contradictions i cant handle. (can you handle mine?)
as usual, i cant sleep. it feels good to be coming home late, gets myself into less trouble anyway. drag my weary self back home and there.. i find rest.
if i eventually get a house of my own, i'll start from scratch and paint it on my own. green, white and striped. should take about a week if i work continuously (i'm not daydreaming that far, am i?) deck it up with furniture from barang barang (that place is just awesome, way better furniture than co-rts*) *name censored to prevent myself from being sued, HAHAHA, so obvious right. that particular circular chair and velvet sofa are just so tempting, feels so right to fall asleep on. if the place feels too empty/lonely; plus my fear of the supernatural and enhanced imagination, i'll probably get a labordor who's quiet and name him Duke. at least he's physically there, though i know God's always here with me. invite my friends over for stayovers and there, we get a warm lovely down-to-earth (literally, since it's all green, oops forgot to mention floor's made of wood, HEH HEH HEH) touch to it.
get a vespa like faizal's and travel around silly. get the bfts and fattykings for tryouts, would love to see the fattykings drive that small vehicle. bet andre wouldn't fit in since he's so tall. maybe darwin's head would not fit in the helmet, gab would probably fail driving a scooter. HAHAHA! :) that sounds like a mighty good idea.
now, how to get cash. that's all worked out, be an art and physical education teacher. the end
get married and force my husband to stay at my place. he might not like green. hmmm, but who cares. HAHAHA! (vincent valentine, get your butt over here right now! i miss you! HAHAHA!)
now, when i get sick and tired of that vespa, it's time to learn how to drive a car! i'll get those high seated family cars. feels kinda nice looking out at other cars and stare down at them, oh the evilness. HAHAHA. add patrick starfish and spongebob plushies on the windows and there, that's my car. i should get it in either white, black or green. metallic red sounds good, hmmm.
i watch the seniors look at me, i wonder what they think of me. maybe i'm just another fair skinned child who's ready to give up at any moment... oh boo, what's that for. aint gonna give up now, i guess, not to those pretty skinny ladies who are really really pretty cheerful and hyper... i'm too quiet these days. i never act myself around them anyway. i just want my bfts and fatty kings (and television, fanfiction and manga). i wonder when i started closing up, was it that day when i realised that opening up would only get me bruised internally?
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