Colourful Muffin

the world of internet. the cyber world. is an alternate world. don't be fooled.

don't you wish the truth was that pretty people were born that way cause they make ugly people work harder & therefore go to heaven? i wish so. In that case, lets praise pretty people. Lets praise this girl in my year with the long soft blonde hair and perky butt. Lets admire her long legs and sky blue eyes. Lets cherish her pouty lips and chisseled facial features. Lets celebrate the fact that she's a cheap slut. bahaha. she is though...she moves through guys like foam in the sea. Cheap sale at Giant. Ahh..life.

I've been having sweet dreams for the past days..before all I had was a curse of ongoing nightmares. I dreamt about guys I used to obsess over. And they were very sweet to me in my dreams. They helped me and didn't push me away..hahhh...DO U KNOW THAT I ONLY HAVE 20 DAYS OF SCHOOL AFTER THE HOLS??? WOOHOOO. (not including exams.) then we re going on that flight home to kuala lumpur. Before I go home I need to settle something or I'll be forever sad i didnt..

but is it really worth all this? is it?

I DONT WANNA SPEND MY TIME LIKE THIS NO MOREEE..........i miss my good friends back home...why go on about hunks? NOT like they go on about me. I really am lookin forward to late december when i ll be able to breathe in polluted K:L air again.  ITS SO stupid how people yak on about such unimportant stuff. like me. like me.  IM SICK OF this. but i dont know what THIS is.

oh bubs...can you hear me? i miss u so much........limp bizkit guitarist-lah...forgot his name lah....bulldog lah...

AM I GONNA ABANDON THIS VOX? I ve been addicted coz of late night super awakeness...I wish I could be an artist who sells her creations for charities in africa n then i ll adopt some sick african kids n help feed d starving people...

I'd spend all my time sketching n colouring n pasting n pondering...I'd make them colourful..I love colours....then I'll have my own gallery n famous people would wanna buy all my work but i'll say 'I'm sorry...but I want to share the love...if u're just gonna buy my life's work and keep it in ur dining room, I can't let you have it. But please, feel free to donate to the charities...help our fellow brothers n sisters...' but eventually i'll give in because the suffering people really need the money. But I'll make some of my work affordable so dat d lower middle class people can have them hanging on their walls too, I want it to be a symbol of freedom, of a world without prejudice, a world of love and hope.

okaayyy wat was that all about? me n my crap dreams.

n then I ll start selling clothes with my artwork on them n start a whole new revolution....woahhhhhh

but most probably I'll work in Shell or something. kidding. I would not want to. Theyre only good for paying for my education..bahahaaha...is dat supposed to be confidential? oopphh..hu would wanna threaten shell anywayz?

woahhhhhhh i sound paranoid!!! sorry sorry! who am i apologizing to anyway? I'm the only one reading this.

I guess it's safer to come out now.

so anyway, went to get an x ray today for tuberculosis or sumthin. there were lots of peeps waiting n all u gotta do is go in d room, take ur top off n press ur boobs on this thing. n it takes 1 second n d lady says sumthin 2 u but u dont understand cause she has a very thick dutch accent, then she repeats n u realize she s asking u to get lost in a polite way. i like her. she s nice. thick eyeliner...nice voice. feels totally natural being topless around her.

I have not showered for quite a while now. Disgusting. I know. Do you know? I'm sure loads of u do this too.

So, you know that movie, fatal attraction? i cant believe yesterday night was the first time I've seen it. Well, it's pretty erotic so I guess I  couldnt a few years back since my family was always around. but nowadays nothing is erotic. NOTHING. to me, anyway. do i sound like a weary porn regular? you see...it is the media's fault. am I joking? i dunno. well, wat i was tryin to say is that I can always understand the mentally deranged charachters in a movie. It scares me that I can relate so well...and also that d crazy lady looks like my grandma.. wellllll...okayy.

The view is pretty from my window. Suited for a creepy film.

What's the best music documentary or concert film you've seen?

I don't know..don't remember...I guess nothing inspired me that much. I can only remember documentaries on

musical paedophiles.

Oh...I miss home........I understand all u international kids now. well not really, I mean the less travelled ones u know. ok, i take it back. it depends.

I'm getting frostbites in my bedroom..

WHO ARE YOU??? WHY ARE YOU READING THIS??!! Did i ask you to? okay then.

You know, there's this really sad feeling when you realize you don't leave clear footprints on ur trail.

It's almost as if, if u took urself out physically from that time n u think 'time has to realize I'm gone..it should freeze,

or it should AT LEAST be like in the movies, things change and there are loads of unfitting gaps..but then u notice..it

goes even faster. Like u were the weight pulling it down.'  DOES THAT MAKE SeNsE??? hakunamatatooo

*we need more kind hunks in d world* should i tell u my secrets or bore u to death? oh wait it's the same thing.

so she sat there..thinking..'oh..god...first impressions are the most critical..' it's do it good and act that lie or throw it out and say goodbye. The door flung open. An extremely tall being walks in,wearing tremendously scary high heels that click annoyingly on the floorboard...for such a gigantic creature, it walks strangely light, almost as if there was a soft wind lifting his heavy steps. this 'being' had a lime green hoodie covering his face and attempted to pull it back with slick style but unfortunately, his long, ribbed horns, yet again became a problem and tore right through his new garment...leaving two jagged holes in it. 'Damn it!' he hissed.

The girl smiled and relaxed. 'It's gonna be okay after all.'

Everyone's living their own life. painting their on minds. so, here's mine.