blogging aimlessly isnt fun. surfing the net without a something to surf for, isnt fun. browsing through the looooong list of msn contracts without anyone fun to gossip with, isnt fun. guess how much fun i'm having? not alot, considering i'm actually playing neopets, now you see those fun i'm having isnt it? whats worst is, i'm suppose to work tml. lets whine, ohhhhhhgod! what about my sleeep? my wake up time for sundays are ten-eleven. guess what time i'm suppose to start working? eleven! thats the time i'm suppose to be all ready, present there, ready to work my ass off for the next five hours, no, for the next more than five hours. lets count how early i'll have to wake up at. one hour for bus ride, half an hour to get ready, fifteen minutes for breakfast, ten mintues for walking. thats like what nine?! !@#$%^&*~!@#%$ my only sunday, my lovely sunday, its ruin. &now i can just pray&hope that they wont make us work on sundays, since they did say that they wont assign sundays to us. fuck mosburger, liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.liar.
&all those miles&seperates, all those fate&freewill, all those things we cant control, all those things that aint what we can choose. all i can say is, at this point of time, everyone'll choose&decide whats best for their future, not whats best for them, not whats best now. all i can say is, i want to be with you guys too, but i'm not willing to give up my future. cause i'm not sure whats my future is, until now, i'm still not sure what i want. i really dont know. someone, tell me what to do. tell me whats right&whats the best, the thing i'll not regret.its so easy to be lost, but its not easy to find the right way back. the mixture of emotions i'm having now is not what words can describe. sometimes i just wish i can turn back time, or just that times can remain this way, when everythings great&cool, minus the bitches&every single one of the FBs, things will be perfect. they kinda ruin my life cause i always feel like puking whenever i see them, but hell, i'm stronger than them, i aint gonna let them get me. now thats irrelavant. okay, emo thing again, emo emo emo, i'm forgeting paul twohill, hes fading away. its only that i have more important things to worry about now. but yes, i agree, hes fading away, out out out of my world. aha, who cares? i dont!
