[See: How's it there in vertigo?]
So, apparently, I need to write about it now.
Howkay. Here goes,
lollll. Hana Yori Dango<3333>
i warmed my ass.
(can i leave it as it is?)
swiveled, `round and `round.
(ooohh, like swirls)
12inches touch the ground.
(1ft = 12inches)
red light. felt like Mr. Brunch wanted to come out.
(ooh, yummeyy.)
(can i leave it as it is?)
swiveled, `round and `round.
(ooohh, like swirls)
12inches touch the ground.
(1ft = 12inches)
red light. felt like Mr. Brunch wanted to come out.
(ooh, yummeyy.)
So if you got it, you'd know it and they'll never.
But hey, this is not about a one-night-stand, honey.
Let my words get in your mind.
Go, sleep, let's see if you will find.
You're gonna get it someday.
But it might not be today.
I'd love it if you really bothered.
My words are made for love (LOLWTH)
Like music, it's made for love.
I'd love it if you really bothered.
Heh. So, yeah. The spinning chair got me wrapped around itsfing comfy cushion? no, no. spinning capability. lolhtw.
And after giving me the ride of my life and after satisfying my once yearning for that-kind-of-fun-it-offered, I became nauseous. My stomach was churning. Yes, I am surely certain that it wasn't butterflies, it surely were not. I believe it might have been Mr. Lunch - or Mr. Breakfast, even - looking for a way out, pounding on to my stomach's distensible wall and creeping up my oesophagus.
Well, I'm okay now :::::D
sunshiney daaaa~y.
it's actually evening now, dearie ferrari. well, nvm.
Speaking of the underlined word there, I saw Puma (or was it Reebok?) shoes, with the Ferrari logo on them, on sale in the World of Sports outlet (I think it's WoS, I think xD) in Suntec City. (is saying this fine? I mean, would I get sued or something? xO) Anna, Gineeper, Hannah, RC and I were there, looking around since there was a quite-big-yet-not-really-since-it's-still-considered-expensive* sale. Hannah showed me the said shoes and, yes, my reaction was
Yeah. I know my point's not really thatpointy profound and objective and rather subjective (yes, indeed) but that is just my opinion, I say. xD
So, there. I'ma finish this one. Real soon. Sooner. Sooopaahhh soon.
DONE.
*PAT
But hey, this is not about a one-night-stand, honey.
Let my words get in your mind.
Go, sleep, let's see if you will find.
You're gonna get it someday.
But it might not be today.
I'd love it if you really bothered.
My words are made for love (LOLWTH)
Like music, it's made for love.
I'd love it if you really bothered.
Heh. So, yeah. The spinning chair got me wrapped around its
And after giving me the ride of my life and after satisfying my once yearning for that-kind-of-fun-it-offered, I became nauseous. My stomach was churning. Yes, I am surely certain that it wasn't butterflies, it surely were not. I believe it might have been Mr. Lunch - or Mr. Breakfast, even - looking for a way out, pounding on to my stomach's distensible wall and creeping up my oesophagus.
Well, I'm okay now :::::D
sunshiney daaaa~y.
it's actually evening now, dearie ferrari. well, nvm.
Speaking of the underlined word there, I saw Puma (or was it Reebok?) shoes, with the Ferrari logo on them, on sale in the World of Sports outlet (I think it's WoS, I think xD) in Suntec City. (is saying this fine? I mean, would I get sued or something? xO) Anna, Gineeper, Hannah, RC and I were there, looking around since there was a quite-big-yet-not-really-since-it's-still-considered-expensive* sale. Hannah showed me the said shoes and, yes, my reaction was
Whoever wants to have the Ferrari logo on their shoes? Why not just on their car/s?
Yeah. I know my point's not really that
So, there. I'ma finish this one. Real soon. Sooner. Sooopaahhh soon.
DONE.
*PAT
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