short sprouts.

desolution hitting me with crippling strength. facts to be note of :
(i) much thanks to Kak Echa's broadband, im back to the e-world. for awhile that is. im still at La-La Lendu Land.
(ii) im burnt. i mean black barbeque ass burnt. 110% fried. whoopeedeedoo. blimey. three times a day training session do you damage i tell you. tamil
(iii) ive finished reading Twilight and am immensely obsessed with much enthusiasm and estrogens over Edward Cullens just like any other girls. im just an ordinary girl. what do you expect? i wonder when will i find my Edward. *insert sympathy* p/s : mother, i need to go for book shopping some more. pretty please.
(iv) will be leaving to Perak tomorrow. fingers crossed for my game! shalom!
side note : HAPPY BIRTHDAY KING! big old 46 with a big old family. take note please. dont act like you're still strong and go hopping super bikes and loitering around like you're 26 and single. love you father!

perfect symmetry.

good morning.
off beat frolicking are in a sad number. and so, FINALS ARE OVER, semester breaks are coming over. i am back to square one now. eternal dominance of sloth aesthetics. rituals, si? what's up with me as of late: (i) nothing pleases more than tucking them study bible safely in the store room. got back home yesterday night. along with cousin L dear. and oh, its her birthday today. wanted to treat her for a late night movie. but end up either ive seen the movies, or ive seen the movies. lol. call me a movie freak, i loike. in the end, mall striding is all there is.
(ii) however, sad news is, id we have to get back to Malacca in a few hours more. centralized training for KARISMA (Karnival Sukan Mahasiswa). boy. it feels like ages since i had a good darn sweat. im desiring for a sexy sharapova like body. no? make it a yes though its far from yes. expect instant palpitations and biased review.
(iii) mother has been bragging about renewing my passport. 'jum la pegy buat passport sekaranggg. nanti balik KARISMA dah hitam semua.' thanks mother. very encouraging. heh. signing off. to some passport making session and then off to Malacca for sexy sweat and tears muscles session. wont be blogging much with all the tight training schedule. hence, the hiatus. toodles! have a good holiday yo! off to the tube!
side note : and oh, im bringing my 'Twilight' as well. (yeah, im not updated when it comes to book. but at least i read) aaah. the smell of a good book. yeay me. no more study bibles.

shmitdays-le-shizzle.

Cousin Lea, 19, ngok.

18th November 1989.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL.
loves.

and oh, since id be back in Malacca tomorrow for centralized trainings, id like to make another pre-birthday wish.

Ikha slash Jimmy.
20th November 1989.
my once upon a time boyfriend. no? haha. i kid, i kid.
HAPPY SWEET NINETEEN bebeh.
keep on rocking your ass off!
loves smack kiss hugs.

LOVERS tagged by Qila.

1. What is the relationship of you and him/her?
em. who him?

2. Your 5 impressions towards him/her.
wait, lemme find one him.
err. tamil funny, silly, tall, sweet, huggable. ngeh.

3. The most memorable things he/she had done for you.
err. i need to recap.

4. The most memorable things he/her have said to you?
'you cant plan these things. meeting a great girl who ticks all the boxes.'

5. If he/ she become your lover, you will...
hurm. is this a tricky question?

6. If he/her become your enemy, you will...
i dont do enemies. but enemies do me. haha.

7. If he/her become your lover, he has to improve on...on his/her
lol. qilah! ni ape questions pasal lover nie? haha. susah la nak jawabbbb. :p

8. If he/her become your enemy, the reason is...
i misbehaved?

9. The most desirable thing to do on him/her is?
geez. i am seriously blinking blankly to these.

10. The overall impression of him/her is...
love denier. :p

11. How do you think the people around you will feel about you?
different people differ things differently. you tell me?

12. The character of you for yourself is?
put on a smile no matter what happens?

13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?
sympathy. i have a soft spot.

14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?
hurm. emotionless? lol.

15. For the people who likes you, say something about them.
i love you too bebeh :D

16. Ten people to tag:
1 Amar
2 Azue
3 Wanie
4 Fiezah
5 Ayyman
6 Cera
7 Qiela
8 Quya
9 Lina
10 Yayah

who is no. 2 having a relationship with?
Azue? god knows. azue, who? :p

18. Is no. 3 a male or a female?
female.

19. If no. 7 and no. 10 were together, would it be a good thing?
qiela and yayah? haha. err. no?

20. How about no. 5 and 8?
aaah. darn. 8's taken. 5 im not sure. ;)

21. What is no. 1 studying about?
Graphics. :)

22. Is no. 4 single?
ngaha. hell to the yeah. :D

23. Say something about no. 6
sweets.

sweet farewell.

attention people. exams are OVER. holidays are coming over. joyful joy.
i sense a partial psycho sadomasochists being released into the universe. behold.
*jumps off to euphoria land*

random facts #1.

- its 5.52am, 16th of november, zombified slash petrified, and currently crashing at Ili's place with the main goal of studying accounts together. p/s, Ili's room has wireless internet access somehow.

- however, failures occured as of goal wasnt achieved. we end up acting like drunkards with pale painted face and gradual growing eyebags. doing unnecessary insignificant un-crucial things. both being too tired of studying and couldnt handle anymore that comes with it.

- read : unnecessary insiginifcant refers to i) stalking people's myspace and blogs. ii) gossiping. iii) sweets opening battle. iv) reminiscing and laughing and giggling. v) being jacoons over facebook. vi) texting. vii) and oh yeah, online-ing.

- also, witnessing Ili's dinner became supper and then sahur? whole meal i call it. she has this special power that turns her into a bride when she eats. picture a bride eating politely and sweet-ly, then you'd get the Siti Ili.

- plus! the attempts of trying to stuff informational educational piece into nut size exhausted brain end up to be the other way round. current situation : instead of reading and studying the Accounting Bible, we are being studied by them. way to go lass.

- senses are coming to their way. god damn it. i realized i have more or less 24 hours from now before my final paper. and i am way beyond of barely touching the Accounting Bible. heh. Ili, you'd better take me away from the lappy now.

side note : to all who supported and encouraged on my acceptance towards the intensive program, much appreciation precluded. i guess extending the semester is the answer to it. good days lads and lasses!

yeay! not?

i was frolicking with le Costing and humming to the indies by OK Go on my mp3 when suddenly my phone rang vibrated, and i got a call from MACEE telling me i got accepted to the program and i was asked to check my mail. stoned, excited, speechless, partial immobilized. check, check, check and check.
and so. here goes.

Dear All,

Greetings to you ! On behalf of the Executive Director of MACEE, I am very pleased that you have been selected to participate in the U.S. Department of State, 2009 Undergraduate Intensive English Language Study Program.
Please confirm your intent to participate by November 15, 2008. The official letter with detailed inforrmation will be send in due course.

Best regards,

Kalis
Kaliswary M. Subramaniam
Fulbright Program Officer for Malaysian Programs/
Testing Admin.Asst.
Malaysian-American Commission On Educational Exchange
18th Floor Menara Yayasan Tun Razak
200, Jalan Bukit Bintang 50200 Kuala Lumpur
Tel : 603-2166 8878 ext 24
Fax : 603-2166 1878
kalis@macee.org.my
www.macee.org.my

im having thoughts. good and bad. i want to. but i dont want to? lord, spare me some help.

electric psyched.

lets see. my sleep havent been sufficiently suffixed. days of sleepless nights and caffeines consumption due to tackling walls of words. however, on the 11th of november, 1715hours, i feel jubilant. rather exclusive even. just because i have now managed to get rid of them thick insignificant Business Law bible. ops. wait, strike that insignificant. i should be thankful. 4 down, 2 to go. righteous. no more walls and walls of text. its just them figures and i now. *slap ass ili baby* oh yes, another thing. im addicted to this song now. it gives me such vibes that i tend to play it over and over again before i go for examination.

MGMT; Electric Feel
all along the eastern shore
put your circuits in the sea
this is what the world is for
making electricity
you can feel it in your mind
oh you can do it all the time
plug it in, change the world
you are my electric girl boy

i said ooh girl boy, shock me like an electric eel
baby girl boy, turn me on with your electric feel
i said ooh girl boy, shock me like an electric eel
baby girl boy, turn me on with your electric feel

see? i told you i feel jubilant. side note, good luck for Psychology deary lasses! its 4 am. and i shall go get my sleep now. Coat Accounting to frolick with tomorrow. shalom.

old philantrophist.

immensely extraordinary and incredible. thats how i feel now. being able to rejoin le femme circle. it has been hastily dragged right to the center of my heart. i shall keep them only to my greedy self. (ehem. hero tamil, she's mine, they're mine. shoo shoo.) its 4 am in dearest Anbreen's room. amount of glucose fed by girlfriends are preventing me from hibernating both from the body and mind. nothing can describe how i feel of you girls. ohmygod. i sound gay dont i? hell yeah im proud of it. such originality, such bravery? yes? it is unhealthy, very unhealthy.

this is what happens when you put a bunch of LOVELY homo retards together during the examination stress period ;
starring, ADLYNN DIYANA, ILI DIYANA, ANBREEN AQEELA, AZRA AZIAH, NABIHAH KAMARUDIN :
(p/s, feel free to click to enlarge)

Ara's new camera trying out session by a bunch of adolescent psychologists and accountants.
PG13 slash 18SG slash 18SX.
we might be freaks to some of you.but at least we're not afraid to be who we are.
heh. i know. cheesy captions. guess all i can say is, LOVE OVERWHELMS baby!
and this is yet the best picture so far. its call a foot on a head. that's how we roll with LOVE remixed with CUCKOONESS around here. heh. Ann dear, you know i love you :D (and so does my foot).

prickled toast.

expectation of regular updates as of November are strictly forbidden. i have got a million and one things occupying this mind. i am stoked. and i have yet to cramp all the law facts in my mind while i laze of my days at home due to this 'iman tak kuat' thing. geez. however, i wanted to blog about this yesterday, but i guess it got slipped amongst my many many other things that i wanted to blog about. heh.
went to Pantai Medical Centre at Bangsar with mother for her regular check up yesterday. we reached late as i demanded for a breakfast trip of Wantan Mee in town before heading of to Bangsar. in the end, we'd have to wait for the other 7 patients to be examined before mother gets to go in. you can call me jacoon, but honestly, i did not know there were many foreigners there. as mother and i lay our butt on the couch being sandwiched by a korean-japanese and two germanies. i notice they're germanies as the language they speak was very different obviously. and i got excited listening to them talking that i eavesdropped on all their conversation while keeping my eyes on my Business Law note on my lap. pretender. yeah. though i barely understand what they say of course. japanese on my right ear, germanies on my left ear. i got fascinated. the thought of sitting on the same ground and breathing the same air as them is enough to excite me. really. i know. jacoon.
anyways, lent mother dear Z's ipod. she seems so bored that ive decided to humour her with Russel Peters. mula mula konon konon nak act cool tak de perasaan. later on, hah, gelak sorang sorang sampai orang semua pandang pelik. lol. its nice seeing those laughters on you mother. you've been stressing so much to keep the family from being apart. and to do all the man works on your own. you the man you know that? i wish i could do more for you. I LOVE YOU MOTHER.
signing off to Malacca. good days lads and lasses!

bound stems.

AMAR ASRAF.
part time lover, full time best friend.

radiated energy.

irreplaceable.

ladies and gentlemen, i have failed. to frolick with le books. but fear not. id be back to Malacca soon. la la land.

we cannot determine exactly what will happen tomorrow, or the next day, or in several years' time, but we can set in motion positive energy that we hope will eventually come back to us. the ripples created when someone drops a stone in the middle of a pool of water radiate out when until they hit the pool's edges; whereupon they begin flowing back, in their complex cross-currents, toward the centre. in the same way, the blessings that we send out into the world will return to us. as we are SOW, so we shall REAP.
we project our strong and confident virtue into the unknown, like a prayer winging its way to divinity and the prayer is rewarded in time with revelations.
i think i have been rejuvenated. i must now face myself, understand who am i, find value in myself, and act according to that value. im pretty sure if i follow this self-awareness route towards contentment, instead of running towards the dark escapist source of relaxation, my positive energy will transmit itself into the future. and each time i arive at the future, i shall find it waiting for me all along, primed to receiveme by all that i had thought, said and done in the past.
one must learn to bend with stresses and strains like a tree buffeted in the wind. one must develop the resiliency of spirit to spring erect again after the storm has passed. calm has been restored i believe. dont you think so?

merry merry.

i would like to wish these beloved people of mine a very happy birthday in advance. since i wouldnt be able to blog about it by then as id be back in Malacca. and so, have a merry birthday and a good year ahead! may all your wishes come true and may you be blessed with warm love. :)

HAPPY GOLLY GEE BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE!

10th November 1989
Celeste Tan Wei Zi
Have fun being nineteen girl. love you to pieces! *smack ass*

12th November 1990
Zulaikha Zulkifli
sweet sweet eighteen deary. i might not know you well or met you in person. but i do know i enjoy befriending you. ;) *e-virtual hugs and kisses*

18th November 1989
Nur Izzalia
cousin dear, you know i love you. :) go rock your skinny ass in your last teen in life!

side note : November babies a.k.a valentine output rock! *coughs, winks*

and oh, also to those of my dearies who will be sitting for SPM, Syahirah Maaris especially, a big bloody GOOD LUCK and ALL THE BEST! break a leg lads and lasses :)

dazed and confused.

look at me look at you. recovering addict/ sad-o-masochist/ potential Crips alliance/ norm sloth aesthatic. cross where appropriate.
rampaged a tad at Mid with dear cousin A after accompanying mother for her medical checkup at Bangsar Pantai Medical Centre, embarked on a full-fledged quest of cinematic pleasures. a marathon i say. Bangkok Dangerous and Madagascar 2. comments shall be kept to self. as the possibility of crapping away unnecessarily exists. bottom point, remarkable unforgettable scene of lion nipple pinching by crazy old lady kicked me a smile and reminds me of somebody. heh. how did you managed to slip in my mind with the no entry sign displayed anyways? later on, stuffed self with Chicken Teppanyaki. being challenged of to use only chopsticks to take them down, and i won! with the timing of, say, 7mins? crap. and oh, much thanks for the birthday treat cousin!
retail therapy! (i) Twilight by Stephenie Meyer. uhm. the smell of a good book. been ages since i sniffed through some. feels like home. (note to self : marry the owner of Times.) (ii) baptised a cheap RM15 faded red fitted long sleeve shirt. this, is out of nowhere. its summons were so loud than i can barely hear myself say no. NO?
what to self-note about : (i) dont ever go out on Saturdays. especially when it's almost school holiday time. dont you kids know how to sit at home? you're too young to be playing dress-up and papparazi and parading with shades and groupies at the mall! righteous. deep breath. (ii) next, how guilty mountains to high piles. Law Bible to conquer. id better get my ass back to Malacca as soon as possible. being at home only increases my sins and guilts. gah. and till then, i shall recharge myself so as to reuse myself for the Business Law frolicking session in the next 8 hours. shalom!

side note : i need to rejoice my femme circle. pronto.

midget empowerment.

whatever happens at any time is the best thing to help me learn and grow. there is benefit in everything. look back on your life. always, when one door closes another opens and some of the hardest lessons have been the best ones. TRUST ME ON THIS ONE.
trust is an inner power that helps us enjoy the journey of change. or so it helps mine i think. with the power of trust i lose fear and tension. trust make change easier, it takes away the worry.
one of the ways to develop trust is to consider the self to be powerful and meet any challenge that comes our way. i often consider challenges to be problems and i worry and buckle under the strain of those situations, making them even worse. i know ive been there done that too many times to count. on the other hand, if i see for once, all situations in a positive mannered way, i realize that each situation comes to teach me something, hereby making me mature.
secondly, the world is helping me to get where i ought to be. my beloved friends are as well. but am i able to see and trust that is for my own good? each situation comes to test us in something we lack and helps us to develop that power.
resistance is to change our first reaction. most of the reasons centre around the feelings of loss and grief that have been experienced from past changes. mostly it has been shown that human beings do not resist positive changes. would you resist if you're soon to be married to a someone from a well-to-do family?
people resist change when they are uncertain about the outcome of fear loss from change. i would rather much deal with the devil i know than the uncertainty of transition. people who react to loss and change go through the cycle of SHOCK, ANGER, DENIAL, RETREAT and finally ACCEPTANCE.
acceptance change as inevitable allows people to remain cool and fell at ease with the process of change. from what i know, life means change. it cannot remain static. it is always in a state of flux. the challenge of the time is to move powerfully and confidently through change. when you are in powerful awareness, no upheaval in the atmosphere, people or circumstances can affect you. they are like side scenes. my vision is on the goal. GEAR UP GIRL!

24 hours pain.

cursing solves solution a none, no, please. spare me the self-help book guidelines. si? i am mad. at me. at fucking miniature rocket scientists fleeting on earth to make the less blessed look like a complete fucktard. ops. okay, that wasnt me. apologies on behalf of my evil twin.
i wonder when will i be rejuvenated. i always do after spending time with dearest girlfriends. but not right now i guess. burdened by piles of Business Law books. been spending 70% of my day at home with the books yet only managed to finish a chapter. holy cow. i know. this is why i hated going home when i need to study. being a sad-o-masochist isnt in the to-do-list apparently. however, the unknown sudden urge drove me back home. so i just had to obey and be good for once.
a rant entrenched in stochastic curse cannon is a transitional phase, a full-fledged sloth into a semi-sloth. as if things exists. it exists in the continuum i am in. whats in for cure : (i) hoping for more chapters to be frolicked with tomorrow (today). (ii) thin-crust Aloha Chicken to compensate a dent in the heart (and now i write love novels, fantastic) and maybe chocolates will do me good as well. i hear chocolate covered/filled/stuffed doughnuts summoning. em-hmm. (iii) a 20-tonne-ironing pile. yes. distractions. Dear God, hand me down a little ease for lithe. one can take so much of shit until one depletes into an inter-brain death.

tagged by kila kilot.

Whats your name?
Adlynn Diyana

When is your birthday?
5th November 1989

What did you do on your birthday last year?
cried being ambushed by dearie girlfriends.

What about this year?
and this year i cried too. but for a very contradict reason and i shall not say more.

How do you relax?
music, sports, hang out.

Whats your favorite book?
Sarah Dessen's Just Listen

Who was the last person to text you?
hero cerita tamil.

What about call you?
Dhaous legend. wishing me a happy belated birthday. haha.

Who was your last ex?
hurm. egoboy?

Why did you split?
vacuous intolerable reason.

Have you ever been drunk?
hell no.

What did you wear last halloween?
err. never been to any.

When did you last cry?
yesterday? for an un-state-able reason.

Are your parents still together?
yes.

Who did you last argue with?
amar asraf? but it wasnt really an argument.

What time did you go to bed last night?
2am.

Who is your best friend?
you people know who you are to me.

Do you bite your nails?
nope. my lesbian partner does. ngeh.

What about toe nails?
euw?

Whats your worst habits?
attention whore.

What are your hobbies?
movies, hang outs, eat, sports, books. yes, books.

Have you ever watched the sun set?
yupp.

Where did last vacation to?
um. Pangkor Island with beloveds.

Whats your hair color?
black. with a little bit of err, sun color?

What are you wearing?
netball shirt and shorts.

Do you wear makeup?
nope.

Where do you work?
library? haha.

Do you get hayfever?
i dont reckon.

What music are you into?
right now, indie rock. them UK lads turns me on.

Have you ever been out with your best friend's ex?
macam tak je.

Ever snuck out of your house?
never.

What did you do today?
business law? and a little bit of blogging.

What are you doing tomorrow?
business law?

Whats the last thing you ate?
6 keping roti kepit milo.

Are you a forgiving person?
i guess.

Are you mad at anyone right now?
myself? wait. mad? not really, upset more like. yes.

Are you talking to anyone while doing this?
talking to the lappy?

Ever had a garage sale?
nope.

How do you feel right now?
tak de perasaan.

Whats the strangest thing you have done?
hurting myself for hurting people i love unintentionally.

What is/was your school like?
full of lasses.

Describe your best friend?
all of them are my other half.

Do you like your partner's family?
dont have one.

When did you last smile and why?
just now? reading text.

Have you ever cheated in a test?
nope. never.

Are you scared of falling in love?
yes?

Have you ever felt replaced?
yes. often by girlfriends weirdly.

Do you trust your friends?
yes.

Do you like coffee?
drink em only to stay awake.

Have you had kids?
what the hell?

If not, do you want them?
sure. kids are adorable in an annoying way.

Are you brainy?
id go for average.

What was the last film you watched?
High School Musical 3.

Whats the time?
now? 13:21.

How old are you going to be in 7 months?
19 years old and 7 months.

Was yesterday better then today?
its only been half day today. so, i dont know?

When did you last see your mum?
an hour ago?

Your dad?
10 hours ago.

Your boyfriend/girlfriend?
em. eid? but that is exboyfriend.

Do you smile often?
everyday is often isnt it?

Do you collect anything?
yes.

If so , what?
books. and oh, attention as well.

Can you remember your dreams?
sometimes.

Do they come true?
not really. i dream of weird nonsense things mostly.

Who would you kill right now if you could?
myself.

Where were you 4 hours ago?
bed.

What was the last thing you ate?
err. bread?

What song describes your life right now?
Play - I Must Not Chase The Boys.

Whats your biggest regret?
hurting people i love and dissapointing mother.

Whats your body type?
flat and thin?

Do you have any scars?
a museum of them.

What from?
many many from.

What pets do you have?
none.

Who is your hero?
mother.

Do you like micheal jackson?
so so.

Where do you get your music from?
vacuous sources.

Whats your favorite shop?
bookstores.

Your most recent lie:
'im fine.'

A lie you tell yourself:
'im fine.'

Something you have stolen that was not worth the risk:
attention.

A friend who makes you laugh often:
waniwanawano.

You are embarrassed when you:
failed.

The memory that still makes you laugh:
cant recall now. not really in mood to laugh.

How you picture the end of the world:
nightmare.

If reincarnation does exist, you would like to come back as :
a man with balls.

Who would you like to tag?
anyone who's got free time to do this?
ili, ann, wani, qiela, amar, ayman, lina? and oh FIEZAH dear, since you own a blog now. i demand you to. ngeh.

you got served.

dear god, im half dead. i, the inflamed. i am entangled in vacuous evenings. i do not appreciate. a proximate death is to forthcome. i am a manic lithe tangled in sleep deprivation along with text books and One Tree Hills re-runs, ironing pile growing in an intolerable vertical manner, a semi-confused state on vacuous subjects and further slipping into a self re-covering mode. but, fret not, sadness is the foe, merriment is cuffed with me. but i am announcing this week as Mean Week. for various reasons, both good and bad.
im home by the way. sudden urge of coming back home being driven by certain unfortunate events. that salvaged me from depleting into a depression period. every ounce of energy in this body of mine has been used up. bingo. days of constant late night crying under the blanket has not do me any good. so much to say yet only tears flow down. as i come across walls and walls of words of thoughts from beloved girlfriends. i know i feel phenomenal. a rather uncommon feeling for the past few months id say. horrendous finals are not yet over though. yet, it is not the end of life isnt it? you fall, you hurt, you rise and you stride back. that's just the way it is. i love yous.

side note : ili, ann, you made me flow with tears reading your posts. i love you, really. wanie dear, you know i love you too. and meen dear! so sweet of you too! love you three. :D *virtual e-hug and kisses*

19?

00:00, 05/11/2008, TK1204.

adlynn, finally 19, idiosyncratic.

one hell of a GREAT day. full of tears of JOY.

id better get back to my books, SHOO MYSELF IN, and shut my door tight. mother, i miss you.

attention-whore.

dear ANBREEN and ILI everyone,

Changes.
We see it coming, and we fear it.
For what is worth, is what we are afraid to accept.
Afraid of becoming who you are meant to be. Afraid of being who you weren’t but you’re supposed to be. There might be a little of hesitancy as well. I don’t know. I can’t really tell.
Pathetic fallacy. I see the flowers weeping for the dead shepherd. Not having the ability to do anything but to witness and swallow the real truth with tears flowing down. Perhaps if I switch place this irony would least be lessened or diminished. One could not handle many great actions in a day at a time of course. But then again, chastisements are best serve cold. (I know, it’s supposed to be revenge, but I’d like a change for once)
But, it isn’t as if there weren’t any clarification to it. The mind sets it all. It isn’t whether or not you can do it. It is whether or not you want to do it. It is whether or not the acceptance of changes can be made. All the cravings for attention can wait and be pushed aside. Or it may be executed once and for all even better. Cause for all I know now, you have to be responsible for your acts. One wrong small step could lead to one big mistake with a bigger upshot. I know I am childish and stupid at times. HAVING A 13 YEAR OLD MIND WHEN IM 19. But my idiosyncrasy isn’t idiot savant. AND IVE NEVER EVER THOUGHT OF COMPETING AGAINST MY BESTFRIENDS NOR HAVE I EVER WANTED TO HURT PEOPLE I CARE AND LOVE. it just so happens that i didnt even realize. i shall grow up and think well now that im 19. Play exclusively, and you’d be one they say. thank you for everything though.
Every cloud has a silver lining. No more hazy dazy days for it is never worth a minute of misery being spent on a minute of happiness. Fingers crossed for them perplexities of mine. Hard luck huh.