Most of my friends thought that I am polite and quiet and stuffs, though few of them already knew my true colors and repudiated all the faked-good-sides of me at the first place. Be free and party perfecting my days. But I’m not getting into alcohols and drugs. Those would make me look even worse than I am now. I mean, I am skeleton-ly skinnier than the anorexics and much much uglier then the ugly duckling, and then why I must fuck-up my appearance while I can still have the good one? Insane! Caution; I’m not like what you ever think I am. I’m cool (sometimes), but mostly I’m easy to burning-up on some certain high-temperatured outrageous situations and places. So think twice, you better fuck off before I put some shits on your f-ing face or just follow this multi-help direction sign -> TO FUCK OFF PLEASE USE THE MOTHERF BACK DOOR. THANK YOU! This may be an advisable suggestion.LOL. FYI, I took personal tempered-control class with my four years old cousin. She’s great on giving me a lesson in the Cool-Down-the-Temper subject. Arh, she’s wonderful! (double thumbs up for her). I’m so unpredictable. Sometimes I can be more hardcore-er than you are, but most of the times, I used to write poem, not just love poem with those flowery words, like, the-sky-is-blue-when-the-pollen-flew-away-thru-the-warm-air-at-the-middle-of-endless-summer. Err..Not just that. But I’ve to admit that I obsessively in love with love poems. HAHA. On the other hand, being too nice sometimes help you to faking up yourself much more. I met one guy who is always being so nice and religious in public, but when he gets ultra-excited, he being so rude and childish. There is no long-distance remote control able to mute his trashy words. So, that’s him, let he be himself. I am myself. So never copycat other people just you want to be perfect. The imperfectness that you have will make the flaws stand out to be remember by all. Sign out ;)
Sep 17, 2010
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