Shhhhh I'm not allowed to use the com. And I'm the only person in the house. -lalalalala- It feels awesome. (: I can't wait to grow up and get enough money to buy my own apartment. I don't think I'll be able to live anywhereelse other than in apartments. Plus, less cleaning problems.









When I grow up (when I already had my own apartment, my favourite things to do is to go to any Ikea, action city, minitoons or whatever cute shop and start buying rubbish. Haha. This is the only shopping that is addicting to me. (: Yesterday, I bought cute rubbish. I'll show you my rubbish. (:













This is Heineken. (:







This is Lemon. (:



There are more pictures but no time to upload them all. Cos' they all take so freaking long to load. =.=





The stupid things that my parents scold me for. Could you, for once, think that maybe it isn't my fault? Maybe I had nothing to do with it? Why is it that whenever something bad happens, you look at me with those accusing eyes and ask me questions you know I can't answer? You all don't have to keep reminding of the stupid things that are happening. It's just making me feel worse and that's not going to solve the problem. Why is it that I'm the only person that has to apologize? I've never seen you do it before. What the hell must I do to make you say, "I'm proud of you"? They're just four little words, but they can make a hell of a difference.