So, birthdays are weird. I’m older hahaha! I am now 29 years old. My office mates wouldn’t believe my age, they say I don’t look like I’m 29. Oh wow, I’m getting close to 30! That’s really really strange to think about. Hmm.. I wonder what I will get from my friends and family for my birthday? Hey, a girl can dream hehehe! :p
I’ve had a kind of cold and throat infection last week. I think today it’s finally starting to clear. I probably should have gone to see the doctor when the cough turned severe. And even if I have Intellicare, but i still chose not to visit the doctor. I hate going to the doctor more than anything. i think i always get worse when i do go to see a doctor and have to deal with all the waiting, stress, and bills 
. I would just rather wait it out and try to drink warm liquids and relax and hope whatever it is goes away soon.
and now that I’m almost better I’m going to have to take responsibility for my self again. Weeee! :p
Make me some tea, please? 
Whatever I say, write, or post is none of your business! This is a place for me to vent or cry about my feelings; to express my emotions, etc. I can do whatever I want here because THIS IS MY BLOG! I can swear..I can post photos, speak bad words because THIS IS MY BLOG! So don’t ever tell me what to say and what not to say on here. If I post pictures of me and my boyfriend, and you think it don’t entertain you.. go somewhere else.
I write when I feel the impulse to, when i overcome with emotion. It is my RIGHT. And just because this happens to be public and I share my interests and life with others doesn’t take away from the fact that THIS IS MY BLOG. And if this were all written down on a piece of paper instead, you would have never read it…it would never be seen. And this has never been for fans.
Let me make it clear: I Am Not A Saint.
I want you all to know that the point of this blog is to release. It is not to gain support, acquire comments, or make myself out to be flawless. it is not to bash others, whom I will always LOVE WHOLE HEARTEDLY, no matter what comes of the future.
This song is so mesmerizing. I love it.
Amazing feat. Young Jeezy - Kanye West
Whoa! I am so glad that the migration has been done already. I love the new friendster blog platform. I know Wordpress is still working a lot for this migration., and I’d keep on coming back to update for more. Once the Media Library is done, pictures will be loaded in too.
It would be really easy for me to edit, drag, add widgets and design my theme or even add plugins! Well, for now, I think I will be using the available wordpress themes migrated to friendster blog. This is really a great move! I hope i can also make money from here he he he!
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The re-organization of some areas of the site, and it would seem mainly the pics page, the bulletin page, and the blog page has caused a lot of arguing, debating, bitching, whatever you want to call it. My main problem is with IGNORANT people who REFUSE to read INTELLIGENT posts, bulletins and even comments and just come out with the most retarded crap, making themselves look foolish and ignoring the real issue by making people out to be in some way prejudice.
I can be a failure to everything that should be happening, and all i can do is stand over him watching and waiting… uhh.. shit..im sorry but i really must stop shaking,,,im sure everything is fine, everything will be dazzling in decision.
I want him to stay because i cant stand these worries that haunt me.
Im losing sleep (again), another sleepless night..not promises..no tomorrow.. (i hope not)
I dont want fear involved here, i just want to follow my heart.
I truly love this person unconditionaly.
Holy hell, it’s been a long time since I posted! I figured it was time for an update…since Ive been really busy at doing nothing and then suddenly…BAM!.. here now..
I have been really frenzied with so much stuffs around me.
I am happy. Not empty. At night I would lay in bed and rediscover what it felt like to love and be loved again. Sometimes you get so caught up in life that you forget how to have fun, to love, how to feel alive, how to feel creative. The problem with me is that Im my own worst enemy..and before… laying in bed and thinking about it sometimes really didn’t help my life, or feel good about it in some retrospects. Now i have someone, a person who truly loves me who makes me jittery at times. *smiles*. Damn you nerves!
Im so fucking happy right now, I wouldn’t change it for the world.
I really hate Mondays. Why? Because. Im stuck at this hellhole when I could be rolled like a kitten between the covers watching some movie taking a cup of hot coffee.
Huuum!, it’s weird you know… the most you try to rid off crappy people, the closest they get to you, it’s getting very common for me to hear about certain person talking on my back, it used to piss me off, but at this point I just close my eyes and look up and say a prayer for her lonely soul. Cos it doesnt matter how many material things you have, how many shallow friends you have if your heart and soul are fucking empty like a coconut. Coz you know you are a stupid person and there’s nothing special about you, you take off you clothes, your make up and you dont like what you see in front of the mirror, you know why?…off course you know why, and you know these words are for you. There’s no envy, how could I possibly feel envious?… You might have something I want to have as well but come on! how ridiculous can it be .Im so over it.
External beauty dies, and if you dont have real deep feelings, priorities and values to hold on to, you are fucking lost like a sheep. Im sorry if I hurt you in the past, my bad. I already said Im sorry. And Im not gonna do it again coz for me that’s over. There are things that are not built to last, like the friendship. I wish you nothing but the best, but first of all, you have to grow up, and stop spiting all that shit from your stupid mouth coz it’s fucking disgusting. Live your own life and stop talking on my back!, coz I dont give a shit about what you and your stupid friends think and say about me, it’s pathetic.
