i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

my brain abhors numbers.

ive had more than i could ask for.my brain got burnt,revived itself then decided to melt into a pulp.ive had enough of calculations and fitting them nicely in columns that are beginning to bug me.this is the main reason why i did not opt for anything relating to accounts.but it seekretly found me in forms of proposals.and i surrender.no more.please.

okay.so it is pretty late and i should get my butt to sleep.but i decided that the last post already had it's last chapter over so i need to move on.you'll be remembered.you certainly will.all you've given me,everything we made,will be kept safe.

nadd!read laila's blog.she said all things right.i cant quite think straight now but i know you'll pull through.the finals are more important than petty squabbles.forget about it and concentrate.it's your poly life on the line and im sure you wouldnt want anyone to take that away.

laila!send my blessings to your awesome grandma okay!getting married all.feewit!hahaha.i know it's a little too early but still.no harm right.hahaha.your grandma is getting married to her boyfie.hahaha.that is just so nice to say.it makes me smile.

:)))))))))

valentines is on saturday.i want to stay home and watch the sappy love stories bull that the telly is gonna show.bahahaha.no offence to those in love.but i hate overdone love stories.they blur the true meaning of love.zomg.i need sleep.im becoming sentimental.bahahahaha.but hey,dont you just love,being in love?heh.

my eyes are locked unto yours;