I love to tell myself that I'd one day plunge a knife, as thick as any blade could get, right through your chest or right where it hurts the most. Then you'd prolly scream in agony or just grab my wrists while i laugh at you demise and watch your blood squirt out like water on a fountain:)

Today went to changi to send someone off. Then we got stuck in traffic cos of the heavy rain which caused a collision between a van and an MPV. But what the heck? Who goes to someone's blog to read about accidents? nobody right? Well I'm prolly crapping out of boredom or out of boredom? which is it? i myself don't really know. It's raining real heavily. Even my tunes are running out of style D: this is horrendous. I decided that i wanted to paint my nails yellow after i've painted them gold. so then i realized that my remover is finished/ziltch/kosong?

Anyhoos i dont likey like like my hair. Suggestions?

Well actually ive drained my photo booth and ive played my tracks over and over again till i'm really left with nothing. SIANSATION. Why must it rain? Well even if it didnt rain, i'd prolly be out alone:D which is soo cooooll -.-

Kay wtf im frigging ranting? But that's what my header says:D Im gna go find my missing rabbit for now. Byee peepos:B