♥ PhooiSze.
I have a great passion for both speaking and writing, hence making me a great friend but an even greater enemy. But even so, i am probably the best person alive! Why?
because i am biased, stupid. I am a PZ after all, hello?
Loves
Sweets!
Designing!
Pink. At least I am TRYING to. T__T'
Turning people into retards. It's my forte anyway.
Hates
Pink!
People who hates me MWHAHAH!
Craves
Nokia 7390
Laptop Make my own blogskin
Let's not daydream and move on ok? =)
like forensics tomorrow and i am frantically searching for usable phrases right now. i should really read up more on Shakespeare wtf i damn like him but then his othello literature book is so deep in meaning i don't get it! *shallow la wtf*
Eye of newt and toe of frog, wool of bat and tongue of dog
like omg can anyone of you make sense out of that wtf is that yo can i like curse ppl with it i damn love shakespeare but why must he make reading so hard for fellow readers like me who are not really good in the the english and literary department why oh whyyy! T_T' it's like from the bottom of my heart i really want to read his pieces one lor but....sighs. =(
but i still need quotes! like omg memang last minute research ok i am a phailure beyond hope. =___=' and on a bitter note i dont know what to wear for tomorrow and i have to be in school by SEVEN wtf so early justkillmelah anyone wanna yumcha with me? T__T'
and also, shakespeare is sexist, apparently! look at what he quoted la!
"fraility, thy name is woman."
SEXIST OR NOT YOU TELL ME!
okayla bye la bye la i wanna research on more shakespeare quotes. T__T'
| Note: I wasn't and isn't emo whtevr and I will not attempt suicide wtf thank you. I just felt like I need to write a piece of my own suddenly. Literature instincts? I know it's bad shut up.
However fragile who are we to fail God life's a journey so adventurous it makes me wonder are we living for ourselves or are we here to be puppets or the one controlling the strings a thousand miles knowledge's what we sought we think highly of ourselves oh look into the mirror are we being ourselves or just part of a play where nobody nobody after some time remember us for who we are but a slayer who's nothing more than being selfish killing others for one self's benefit reflections reflections that's life and forever we shall strive for we are never satisfied greedy with all our might that's life and one day we shall return to God life how flesh turns into dust like how a rich man dies poor like how we carry nothing to the next world like how falling leafs return to its roots.