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Saturday, April 08, 2006
I can't seem to stay mad for long. It takes up too much of my time and energy. Nyehh... i'm going to flit flit flit now. As usual, in my own world. Ten years from now, at the age of twenty-nine (if i live long enough to be that... ripe), i'll still be floundering around conjuring up stories about everything and anything i like. When will i ever grow up. Bake fairy cakes, set up my own flower shop, run all the way to Norway and see the Northern Lights (yes this dream lasts even until today hehe), have English tea parties with Moo on her verandah, i want swings, make trinkets for Cher to hang all over her room, eh Moo said she'll have a backyard of flowers in Aussie for my future flower shop LOL!, i want swings, i miss my kitties, i don't know what happened to my personal Projekt Playpack and Mercy Relief dreams, i want swings... okay that's all for now. I'm not really ambitious, if you'd realized by now. But i'm happy and that's all that matters for now. (= fara // 01:41 |