some things are better left unseen right? if it’s the only thing that would keep my sanity intact. i never wanted this to become serious, i never thought it would – in the first place. but it did. life’s one way of saying fuck you is by making me fall in love with someone i…

i need a break. i rrrreaaally need a break. a pint of coffee crumble ice cream, or cheeseburger with lots of ketchup. just something i can use to unwind. this day was particularly busy… i’m talking about work. i don’t know about systems, but we don’t have one. my boss isn’t systematic after all, and…

QUOTE QUOTE QUOTE QUOTE QUOTE QUOTE answering machine*beeeeeeeep* “i wish i could be there for you, but whenever i want to express my concern… i hesitate and do otherwise, because there are already a lot of people who gave theirs, so i thought you wouldn’t need mine. and i never actually felt you needed mine…

do you have any scars on your body? if so, how did you get them? — random formspring question that question reminded me of my greatest trauma. one hungry night… terai, vianne (a dormmate) and i went to buy food. while walking, a speeding motorcycle passed by and hit my right arm. tapos my head…

i borrowed Twisted by Jessica Zafra from the library… i was actually looking for The 500 people you meet in hell cos i ran over it at the OPAC but i couldn’t find it, so instead i just took another of her accounts… one of her firsts i guess? i haven’t finished the book, but…