close your eyes to see.

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22 September, 2005

Unseen Reflection

So where's tha courage inside me.
Ouh people please let me be.
It juz reminds me of wad u said.
Tha four-letter words
It's juz better left unsaid... - Better Left Unsaid.

Yes. No. Maybe. I dun noe. Haiz. Who noes wad's to become of me. Well. Anywaes, its been raining all day long. Fer tha past few days. Katrina. Rita. Wad next? Medusa? Funnie world. Getting old each day. Watever. Man, very tired. Dunno wad to write. I think I might catch a cold. Been wearing dat jacket ever since morning. Ok. So we did painting juz now. Cartooning shit. Got paint all over my hands and stuff. Yada-yada. Sigh. Man, why do I lost my mood all of a sudden? Phuck. Tha weather maybe. Maybe I'll juz write another time. Yearh. Dat's wad I'm gonna do. \m/

reminisced;
- 7:45 PM