Sunday, February 21, 2010


My parents thought me to be nice, I grew up thinking that everyone was nice. Somebody should just shoot me now.

I cannot create something out of thin air. Am not a magician, politician or anything of the sort.

Am allowed to have bad days when my creativity went on a hiking trip to God Knows Where.

And if there is nothing there is nothing. Geddit.
I cannot goreng if there is no minyak.

Its just one of those days.

2 comments:

Diyana Khairil said...

Comel je. =D

ynnajiga said...

hehe. tension tau. where else to rant but my blogg;-p