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:
Comel je. =D
hehe. tension tau. where else to rant but my blogg;-p
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