out of boredom i took the quiz. guess what?

i am what i love. lol.

temptation kills yet you so willingly succumb to it, like a man weak on his knees on the sight of his beloved. it, you can’t have but you yearn day and night consciously and sub consciously. the flesh is weak, the devil is calling. the mind is messed up and you take the plunge. you indulged in it like it was everything you ever wanted. guilt must have been nothing but a word. dignity has became worthless shares overnight. you chuckle to yourself thinking that your secrets are safe. if only you knew what i knew.

long to be close to you ~

damn, i’m bugged.

someday i’ll be a scientist.

i can get very random at times, like how i’m going to tell you now that i like it when the moon is full.

tap on my window, knock on my door

i wanna make you feel beautiful.

he (she) was always there to help her,

she always belonged to someone else.

have you been listening?

of clubbing and such

tell me, how is it sexy when someone tries to hit on you when you can hardly hear them?

man! sometimes i really can’t figure it out.

is this yours?

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this is your secret isn’t it, lijuan? lol!

do you believe in birthday wishes?

i always laugh (secretly) at birthday parties when the birthday boy/girl is in the midst of making a wish. how silly! (of them, of course) i usually hate it when i’m made to make a wish, knowing that they’ll never come true. else, explain the “fantastic grades” i’ve been getting, and all the not-so-hot dates lining up, as well as the 3 digit figure in the bank.

god. sometimes i wish i could behave like a normal kid and make a fucking wish in hope that some fairy(hopefully scantily dressed) would grant my wish, no matter how ridiculous it is. maybe i should start believing. and perhaps when i wish you were here this year, it’ll come true. won’t it? silly.

random note: it’s weird that i now hate the weather that i used to love. nostalgic.