my mom saw some superstitious stuffs in the newspaper. state a fruit u like. the first thing that pop out in my mind is grapes. then i thought oh no, it must be bad. yeah it is. i would remember all those unhappy stuffs and contain hatred, 100%. -.- thats wads stated. i like to be 独来独往。ok la maybe all these are true, to a certain extent. i should get use to this low life soon.

well, at least i know theres still one friend left whom i can look for no matter what happens.

the spirit of yesterday! its not something chim, its jus a song title :D

don't dwell on someone who doesnt pay attention to u.
but i havent make up my mind, and duno what i should do
its just the hesitation, the fear that once im being paid just a teeny weeny bit of attention, im back to normal like i once am
but i hate tis hesitation
i hope that, either ur actions make me fed up, or u prove that im still existing.