. . .when i speak like this
"why they call chopstick old? is he really that old?"
"chopstick has no eyes"
"chopstick and spoon left the dinosaur"
"that spoon is damn evil"
i miss the time...
...when i dreaded the arrival of living the life like a general population.
I did live like the general population or slightly lower in NZ. I'm not looking down on myself but sometimes you can feel that people just treat you differently just because you're Asian, like you must live in a cave or something.
i miss the time. . .
. . .when all i talk about was oppar like i don't have a life~ *bleh*
it so happens when there's something you wanna share but there's no one to share with. Not everyone will like your fg post in fb...not that i wanna post a lot of fangirly stuff for people to judge me as just another crazy kpop fans...i refuse your judgment... thus i blog about it for my own entertainment...
there's some greasy shameless posts...but not as shameless as the one i mention about my real life admirer~ *digging a deeper hole to bury my shameless self*
i miss the time. . .
. . .when my mind try to be artsy fartsy and basically abusing the language that i use~ like "my freedom is sobbing hard" / "their life is probably rainbow with a greasy eomma" / "microorganism must be fighting day and night like it's ww10" / "April 15, 2011 the day Block B is no longer a building after Block A~" / "i wanna go like a ninja but that lightening instance of what happen was like a sharp jab of knife running across the jugular vein of my ninja spirit " lol #iamthebest
i miss the time. . .
. . .when somewhat sad stuff happens in my life like atm machine eating my brand new debit card. O.o *let's sob hard*, forgotten my atm pin (thanks fartsy mind for linking this to that back back to this then that~ =_=), when my monitor died like my life didn't depends on it, hatred to my pt time job (previous pt time...i can't read chinese but i'm doing chinese - bm translation like a boss...it's very tedious dramas stuff rarely interest me cuz in real life i don't watch k-drama even if all my oppars is in it...)
i miss the time. . .
. . .when i found a really funny post and can only blog it for myself to laugh later on. . .
...to make Namu my slave~
it'll be an explosion of cheesiness~
mother of cheese~
p/s: originally posted by me...I still want him as a slave cuz I'm plain evil and wanted bricks thrown to me~
my freedom is sobbing hard. . .
it was suppose to be a happy trip. A once in a life time thingy...but meh~ I'm over all this shiatz. There's one dirty secret i think best kept rotting somewhere...i'm bad but yeah, like i said my freedom is sobbing hard and it's not time to grow up yet...empty promises is one, freedom is important to airy people...you got me trapped in corners think i have no where to go...~*forgotten how to type musical scores...let me go bury myself*
まだ世間しらずなガキです...
when i go back...
like i tweeted, listening to kpop songs for 10 days before coming out to meet anyone...because i look hideous~ my hair, my face, my flabs...i can't. . .
last night i can't really sleep...too excited perhaps. my bro is the best =). *zomgfuuuu The Same As is playing now, lemme cry~* back to being excited part...and think about a lot of stuff. There are stuff that I'm doing that i'm not showing anyone cuz in my noggin i keep telling myself i'm not good enough to showcase it. I'm being too hard to myself. Then i realize i'm a perfectionist who wouldn't do stuff that makes me look bad... *am like praising myself* #go-die-nia~!!! lol so i'll try to let go and give no f-s to judgmental souls... hwaiting...
let my soul wander off into the clouds~
bbyong
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