but i don't have any idea what to eat. so i eat crap like crackers, mamee, maggi and maggi hot cup and choki choki. i don't have cravings, which makes it difficult to stop being hungry. because i don't know what to eat. some days i just don't eat. i wonder if i've lost any weight.
nevermind.
on to other topics, i have been tagged byh Rikhman Rashidi who gleefully tags me so that i 'fess up the 7 weird things about me. rikhman, i lose readers,all 3 readers of mine, because of this entry, i will close down this blog.
bahaha. moving on.
7 weird things about me.
one : girls don't like me,and i don't like girls, but i have a thing for androgynous girls.and i don't know if they like me.
two : people always tell me that i'm soo good flirting. READ: me not know what flirting even looks like.
i thought up a poem while making a turn under the flyover at SS15 subang jaya. so i stopped at a bus stop and frantically wrote every nonsensical word that popped up in my head before i lost it forever. here it is. don't judge me and make assumptions about me and what i like. just embrace my rare nonsensical self.
i met this girl once. there's something about her she drove me insane she drove me wild i bite my lip all the time when i'm thinking of her. she kept me thinking she kept me on my toes her words kept me up at night kept me and left me wondering she loved games. she loved games of words and looks with me. she eyes me and keeps my attention and focus on her. always on her. my heart jumps. my hope leaps.higher. i met this girl once. i met and left her but she stays in my mind. she stays,she doesn't leave. she kept me on a high she leaves clues all around me. she knows i will follow. her yellow brick road.
i mean, i know how to BUY pretty presents, but not thoughtful ones.
i have high ambitions. i want to make the recipient to burst out in tears when they open my present.i want them to go, "oh my god, how did you know??? "
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