2004 1 June :: 11.23 pm
:: Mood: bored
And now I see what I really am: a thief, a whore, and a liar.
Okay, I'm serious this time. I'm gonna stop writing in this for once and for good. Okay...maybe not. I might just delete everything cuz I love how easy it is to use woohu. Anyhoo, I'm not writing in it since I am leaving for Cali on June 12. So, bye!~
P.S. Much love to Rie and Ryann for being there for me and listening to me and stuff, love you so much! <333
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2004 28 May :: 11.01 pm
I'm gonna make it.
Even if I gotta fake it.
2004 28 May :: 9.19 pm
:: Mood: bored/depressed
"Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think of the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the twin towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. And if you look for it, I've got a sneaking suspicion that love actually is all around." -Love Actually
2004 14 May :: 11.09 pm
you're the words that come out easy and i am speechless at best your star it seems to shine above the rest you're the face before the cameras the smile i'd like to earn the closest thing to perfect in a hollywood to burn your the beauty that is deeper than than eyes can merely see the closest thing to perfect but the farthest thing from me and i'd love to be the shoulder that you cry on and i'd love to be the friend you call when things are great you're the dream that hasn't ended and i'm still anxious for rest your words they seem to hang above my head you're the bud before the flower unfurls into full bloom captivating beauty but it may be all too soon you're the song that writes a story but leaves a lot to read the closest thing to perfect but the farthest thing from me and like i really deserve a chance to sit across a table and tell you that i think you're wonderful and i think you're something special i guess this is my only chance to say i wish i knew you because i'm sure you're wonderful if i'd get to know you.- "the closest thing" by juliana theory
2004 5 March :: 10.10 pm
:: Mood: bored
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante Inferno Hell Test