Wednesday, December 7, 2011
#364 Reflect
It's obviously a sticker pasted on my nail :3
I adore kittehs :D
So, I'm going to KL tomorrow
Just for the heck of it, I guess
Since I can't go to OU with my friends and all.
Due to no transport.
Well,
My red hair is going to be pushed to Friday and not tomorrow.
Mom's not free and all that crap.
Oh wells,
Another two more days, I can live (:
Might be going to LowYatt this Saturday though.
Ima go Iphone hunting and all.
Still thinking if I should get second hand or what.
Marissa invited me to go to her church this Sunday.
Pressure.
I'm not sure if I'm going though.
I'm pretty sure I'll feel awkward and out of place and all.
I... I don't know what to do!!!
I'm not sure if the choices I will make will be the right one.
Sure, I want to have fun and all
But... yeah.
To top it off,
It's freaking 7am in the morning.
This brought back a memory I once shared with her.
We planned to go for her church talk thing
And I couldn't wake up.
Make it both my mom and I couldn't wake up that morning.
My mom was supposed to drive me to her house.
Yet we could not wake up.
Finally, M called me and I found out it might be too late
Considering I have to bath and all.
So, her mom decided to fetch me and yeah.
It worked out.
We went to have subway (FOR THE FIRST TIME)
At Midvalley (IN SO MANY YEARS!)
I was a happy bitch at that time.
Not much of the emoness and all.
It was, after all, form 2.
14, my favorite time.
15 was like hell and 16 was like an outcast.
17 transfered and well.
I'm like this.
Realizing most of my mistakes and all.
By the way,
My dad bought me a 16gb memory card for my camera
Due to the fact my old memory card isn't big enough
And I was afraid I could not take enough pictures and all.
So, yeah.
Going to pay him back though.
I feel so bad.
Don't feel like updating now.
Haha.
Talking to my pals (:
Yes, I have pals.
And I've updated my story blog.
Please go visit (:
Love you, readers (if I have any).
And I'm going to think about the church thing tonight.
I adore kittehs.
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