Sunday, March 18, 2007

I sort of have a big problem now. I'm facing a big transition in my life. A transition, I fear, I might not be able to face well. I'm quite scared. The grades are coming. May's fast approaching. I can't take things anymore. And yes, Celina, I'll tell you everything when we go to Baguio.

Now, my back's aching. I'm chatting with Ain about... STUFF. Namely, how to stop time to get to the MCR video shoot, destroying watches using telepathy, a strategic kidnapping and fucking mainstream riders.

It's Sunday afternoon. I should be having the time of my life in solitary boredom. Oh well, this is probably the summer life with nothing to do. How can I kill time? Probably make those ambigrams. No, I'd die before I finish that.

Maybe I should die of laughter? That's a pretty happy way to die. With no drugs, weapons or heart attacks included.

I'm sure you have no idea what I'm saying. I haven't either.

[We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces.]

We all go to hell.
---12:23 AM

Justine.Ket.Miket
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Justine is a person. Her existence isn't known by about 90% of the population of the world. I'm dramatic and an addict for dramatics as well. I'm not easily persuaded by simple things. I'm emotional, I really have to admit. I'm a very dark and a very deep person beyond your imagination. So please, be as far away from me as you could.

Friends.
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[CeeGee]
[Markie]
[Lara]
[Ate Iya]
[Nicaaa]
[Ain]

Chat.
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