It would be fun if i could jump from one cab to the next.
My assignments are piling up;
teaching's been kerayzee;
sometimes it's fun, sometimes i just wanna pull all my hair out;
sometimes i just wanna run away and dance my heart out;
sometimes i want to curl up in a ball, under my blankie, and cry my heart out;
i want to cry, i want to cry, i want to cry,
badly;
other days i just want to sleep, have a good long sleep,
what if i don't wake up, i ask myself,ahh only God knows.
i seem to be ranting, ahh who cares, it's my damn blog.
i notice that i have people from other countries viewing my blog, kinda cool.
sometimes i have hate tags on my blog, i dunno why, i dunno who.
i check its IP address, and it's always the same one.
maybe some people don't have anything better to do after all.
don't act like you know me cos you don't.
or just because u hear news about me from other people, doesn't mean u know me.
and that doesn't make it the truth, a fact, or real.
u keep tagging,i keep deleting.
that's the way it works.
don't need to hide anonymously.
get a life.
your own life.
i want to go on a bungee jump.
i want to move to another country.
i want to have my personal dance studio in my own home.
i want to eat spaghetti,if possible, on a daily basis.
i want to explore.
i want to be a tourist.
did i mention that i can go on holidays by myself already? :)
yupyup, it's true, & i'm quite looking forward to that, wherever it is that i want to go.
and i'll be off to Hong Kong in a few months time.
that will be good.
i feel like such a mess sometimes.
such a mess, such a mess.
messy life.
my heart hurts.
it really does.
i've lost my soul.
i've lost the sparkle.
i want to be light.
i want to feel light.
light.
Boxful of Chocolates In Tow,
Sahidah.