it's really bored having nothing to do. it's really nothing. msn was worst. there are friends but i don't feel like chatting with. those "how's your day? what are you doing?" words.. i rather keep mum.
let me see what can i do actually,
- none of my darlings were on msn.
- forbid to reply sms due to my rising bill.
- there's only oldies shows on the tv.
- i have no new magazine.
- i finished reading my books.
- i had a full round of sleep.
- my songs are already looping.
- sis finished almost all our junkie food.
- there's no dinner because my winter melon rots.
- i'm alone at home with no one to talk to..
guess blogging is the only thing for me to do today. i seemed to be wasting my life away, not to rest but to rot. i can't understand why shops put up recruitment notice yet they don't bother about job appliers.
-.-
i'm so sick of wasting money,
i don't know what's cherish,
i don't know what's good,
i don't know what's love,
i don't know what's true,
i don't know what's real,
i don't know what's here.
i don't know
i don't feel
i don't see
i don't..
let the wind brings my emptiness away.
alright. shut up!
enough. Yours
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