sing until your lungs give out
this aint a scene it’s a * damn arms race!!!
been some time since i heard that song. so teen angst. so noisy. and so reminds me of jc history. what the heck..arms race? detente?reagonomics??nightmare trigger much.
i remember telling an online friend that if it gets too loud then you’re too old. well im too old for messy songs. im moving on to foreign, unfathomable songs sung by cute angels 
wheee ever since i had that dream about max ive been googling his pics..okay not as often as a fangirl.i got shat to do. but he’s so cute.anyway..
wheee ever since i had that dream about max ive been googling his pics..okay not as often as a fangirl.i got shat to do. but he’s so cute.anyway..yesterday i had a driving class right and i blogged about not getting that diva. bt well. how lucky am i to be blessed with his presence. i think God wants me to confront the road rage in me and KILL it.but he wasn’t PMS-ing yesterday, and luckily so, it was the first time i was driving in the rain and he didn’t give me much of a reason to commit murder-suicide.hehe. im not gonna pray to not get him anymore. i’ll just be allocated. God knows best?
i think i might be put in an uncomfortable situation soon. there was this cartoon that said ‘growing up means growing apart’. growing up, there have been people ive begun to just not get. or they don’t get me. and we’re just like strangers bunched together sometimes. but sometimes its ok. but sometimes it feels like im ‘entertaining’ them and their ways.hmmm. growing up hasn’t been as fun as i’d thought it’d be. but i dont wanna be in stasis or go back to my childhood either no way. i guess c’est la vie. shit happens. but sometimes good shit happens too.
well i guess we just gotta live out our lives..we might be lucky enough to find a purpose…or just wait for that physics thingy to blow up into a black hole..or another ‘gift’ from God slated to be delivered within the next 30 years.
*shrugs*
