Life Expectancy: 65 Years
Claud
An avid collector of your hopes and worries, a romantic at heart.
She thanks her fairies, for blessing her with people who know compassion down to an art.
For accepting her for who she is, who never fails to turn up,
in times of need as well as happiness, or just there for a loving hug.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
snob-ish
I'm not sure if i'm turning into a snob.
Like you know, a person who takes one small part of you and makes a complete mental picture of who they think you are?
Like what i'm doing now assuming that you don't know what 'snob' means....HAHAHA, ok, that was a joke, truly. I just want to put forth my definition of a snob.
No la, i'm stuck at home writing..a secret project *shhh* As i write narrative, i feel abit like a hypocrite. You know, when you know that person is going to betray the other person, you feel bad about writing it. Gosh, its a wonder serial authors don't have to go psychologists...
I was watching George Carlin that day, and recommended it to Haziq...he didn't feel that he was funny and was disturbed at the fact that people where hooting and YEAH-ing at him for the things he said. It struck me as odd, that i thought george carlin was one of those 'universal' humour types. I guess humour really IS subjective. See vonk?
Alright, lets not argue with the linguist in the house here.
In any case, I want my Christmas gift to be special...HAHA, and i'm not letting out what that gift will be =D
Dont' worry folks, i've given up on the notion of sewing altogether. Figured it'll be too traumatizing for you to accept a badly sewn gift. WAHAHA
And some people better watch out, they better not cry, because surprises are on the menu toniiigggghhhtttt...muahahaha
omg, i have no idea what i just babbled...just read and humour me k?
09:24