Tuesday, August 25, 2009
i'm totally becoming a bookworm;
completely obsessed with the 'house of night' series!
if it wasnt for the research for mr that needs to be done,
i could have lived without having to switch on my laptop for the entire night.
i would actually preferred to be curled up in my bed starting on the third book instead.
well, shall just get the research over and done with;
quickly.
but before i start on my work proper,
i just really feel the need to rant (its gonna be pure randomness) -
can't believe zoey is cheating on erik!
he's like so totally sweet to her!
and i can picture how charming and hot he actually looks (though that's completely up to my imagination, so very subjective)!
though i can completely understand the part about heath;
i would be touched if i was zoey too!
but loren just feels damn dubious to me;
like he has some motives hidden up his sleeves!
tsk.
in case you all havent realise,
and start bombarding me to provide juicy gossip about zoey, erik, heath and loren;
they're characters from the series of books that jolynn the bookworm is totally absorbed into.
but if you're still interested in their complicated relationship,
i would gladly fill you in when i complete the series.
p.s. i did make a pre-statement about the randomness,
so dont complain that i didnt warn you!
Obsession.
8:46 PM
she writes
Thursday, August 20, 2009
its been 2 hours since i "declared" that i'm going to bed.
but till now,
i'm still wide awake sitting in front on my laptop;
can't sleep at all.
and till now,
my phone have yet to make a sound;
i'm still waiting.
i shouldn't have gave in to the tears,
cause now they just wouldn't stop.
If Only Nothing Matters.
2:38 AM
she writes
finally back after such a long period of silence;
even my tag board has expired. :\
but i've put up a brand new one;
though i don't know why i bothered to,
cause no one prolly visits this place anymore.
*shrugs*
i feel myself shunning away;
away from my friends.
not in a physical manner,
but more like emotionally.
and i don't know why.
i mask my unhappiness in front of them,
restrict myself from confiding in them,
and turn away from their concern.
when what i really want to,
is to pour my heart out to them,
and get them to give me a big big hug;
the way i always do.
yet, i just can't do it.
i really don't know why.
"i tried so hard to hold back my tears;
just to prove that i'm not always the loser.
and yes,
i did manage to secure those tears at the corner of my eyes.
but still came to realise eventually,
that i've still been defeated hands down.
cause i can't stop the heart from aching,
can't stop the brain from missing you,
and i can't stop the hands from constantly checking my phone for your sms.
most importantly,
i can't stop myself from loving you.
i'm the loser;
the ultimate loser."Cry No More.
12:09 AM
she writes