swear it is

i'll start of being serious. i dont get it WHY people take being quiet as a bad thing. alright, so what if i used to talk alot of shit, i just prefer being more serious. no its not being emo. to munchkin land you go if you call me emo. the fact is i wanna choose who i wanna joke around with and when, (its not moodswings either! ) im just different now :)





back to bull shit. and i was looking at my table with my head pressed against my soft keyboard cusionlike pillow thingamajig and i saw something.


I SWEAR




it stared at me. boggle. boggle eyes. mr boggle eyes made of thread. its super scary. like an anthology (hichoo) of horrors and comedys waving at you in a surreal manner. WEW.


i promised myself id be fit in 1 years time. well hopefully in 1years time my blog will still exists and i can keep track of my life :) i'll really be sad if after one year, i dont look fit. cus it happened to me after i gave up exercising after 1 week last last last year. i was soo crushed i tell you, like a lilly landing on a pond. HOP goes the frog; into the iceeeeeeeeeeeeeeee skating around in circles. did that sound literatureish. i think it did. im a born writer i tell you.