so we got our hair cut today.

after getting my ass into the hairdressers(which was very difficult cos i have a phobia of cutting my hair) anyway,Davelle and me,the popstars,got down to cutting our hair and gossiped for abit like rich "tai tai's" before that.while our "maid" amanda waited for us to finish cutting our hair.so the hairdresser asked me if i wanted a straight or a natural hairblow.i answered natural.thinking that it'll be natural.but instead my hair was the starightest it ever got in my entire life.

i'm glad i cut my hair today(:

 flames to dust,lovers to friends

why do all good things come to an end.

have you ever wondered why some people's lives are so smooth sailing?i wondered so many times,i dont wanna wonder anymore.so we call ourselves friends but would you shed a tear if i died today?we are falling apart.i dont know what to do to build this back up.i build it with effort ,you tear it down.i build it with more effort,you, use all your might to tear it down.i cant blame you because i was the one who teared our friendship and trust down first.a thousand apologies.but would you ever trust again?would you even care again?this year has not been smooth sailing at all.where are you when i needed you most?why must you leave at a time when i need you most?

and time and time again,i think bout the things we shared.a single lone tear drops down my face because i know,i can never do anything,anything to get this back.

i'll bury this in my heart.and i'll take out the album we once shared.read it again and again.then ask myself,what have we done?what are these strangers we've become?

thanks for the memories.

 throw it away,forget yesterday

xanga changed its web page thing.it took me long enough to learn how to use the last one.i'm such a comp dummy.

tell myself i'm not upset and move on with it.

tell myself i'm not upset and move on with it

tell myself i'm not upset and move on with it.

god is the judge of our sucesses and failures.

but sometimes dont we just wish that other people have the same sentiments as god.

i hate that i hate you.but i cant help it.the only thing we have in common now,is that we hate each other.

so my stupid bitch sister is being a bitch again.there's no use talking bout her cause i'll be wasting time and effort.

took an oath.

it didnt stick out to the end.

i invested too heavily.never have i,ever.

the smallest things,could be the biggest.

the greater hope,the bigger the dissapointment.

obtuse enough,dense enough.

i'll throw a party if this world was going to end tonight.