"HEY HEY YOU YOU! I KNOW THAT YOU LIKE ME!"

but avril can do acoustics and not be annoying at the same time? now how is that possible? shrugs. fuck this song is like a ringing worm.. leave my ears alone! the password prompt box is annoying too! it's so tiresome. well what am i trying to hide or say, who am i trying to hide from again? let me guess, shit. that stupid little sister of mine. so gullible. so naive. does it run in the blood? it's been awhile, let's do movie reviews, lazy style!



there's only so much empathy i can offer! please, stop making me feel so greatful, will. a sad true story. heartwarming. and sad. wait i already said sad, didn't i? a tearjerker? well, almost. and jaden is SO CUTE. I'D LOVE A SON LIKE THAT SOMEDAY.



who says that having brad pitt on is not necessarily a good thing? of course it is! babel is awesome. although i'm not a big fan of the guy (angelina jolie is still, and will always be, a home-wrecker), he's so wrinkly. and old and ugly. i love smart movies with unexpected climaxes. all the characters are interrelated, it's true. if you fancy a pair of puny japanese tits.



YAH MAN, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE SAYING...JAH BLESS YOUR SOUL.
(go find one with subtitles.)



pedophilia. it's sad to live life with a natural habit you simply cannot kick. like a sick fetish for little children. kevin bacon looks like t-bag. sickeningly, disgustingly, hot. a little slow, but bearable.



very desperate housewives. angela and lester remind me of ili and her short lived infatuation for my dad back then. she used to come over and kept telling me how good-looking my father is. yuck. black comedy, i love. americans and their pretentious families. i personally think thora birch is not pretty at all.



crap crap crap. justin t, sex and fake tattoos.



homer is so funny he did not even spare me one minute before my next laugh. well that's what razil said before i entered the theater. watch this movie people, it's fucking hilarious i swear to god.

there you go! hahahahah what a couch potato, i'm turning into.

contrary to popular belief, rolling around when you're not actually sleepy is not always unhealthy. it makes you think. like an adrenalin rush to the head, you can't help feeling like a total loser can you. well that's me. i act feel pretend and will now admit that i AM SUCH A LOSER when it comes to these things. you don't get me scooping so much rice onto my plate only to realise that i had taken too much and went on to dump a huge portion of it back into the cooker. the veggie should double the rice, damn it fi! will you ever learn? or when the yellow light on the cpu keeps blinking, it's so threatening sometimes i feel like it's about to explode. paranoia taking it's toll. don't ask me why i cannot sleep tonight. i always cannot sleep. my body clock, it's a catastrophe. then again, like how i always try to make myself feel better about everything else, my conscience is clear. go on, pop the question. i won't cry. in fact, i would really love to answer to all you people out there who's burning with curiosity. see thing is, we reciprocate. time isn't wasted if it's being experienced, no? i love the chase, i love the thrill. if i see stagnancy, all else will fail. like there's really nothing to look out for, to look forward to. no chase, no thrill, no fun. i am born like that. i am being brought up always wanting things that i cannot have.

thus we lie to our boyfriends, not our parents.

ponder.

i'm all curled up in my comforter and the fan keeps blowing into my direction. god it's really chilly in this chair. what a cold and frosty night, this is.

fi is cold.

fi wanj pee........



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