for three years straight, i’ve been an avid blogger of xanga and i sensed that my willingness to write has foregone and moved past its limit….probably overused or unsa ba na….
in other words, today’s another day to be sad.
i don’t know what happened to me.
was i always like this?
backtrack to childhood:
nah…the only memory i could remember now was the one where my sister wore panties on her head and a cracker ((most probably skyflakes)) was hanging on my saliva from my mouth. i was bald at that time…well, almost bald…wide-eyed…freak.
i’m going to post a video next time. maybe, that will change my unhappy mood. til next time.