the writer ((TRUDY)) i'm just a plus-sized anti-social bum/loser who have always been wishing for the ability to fart my fats away and to be stick thin which is unfortunately, highly impossible. ultimately, i'm perfectly imperfect. yesterday May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 March 2009 holler you're the missing piece i need, the song inside of me. i gotta find you. i need to find you.  
your scent is like a drug to me.like my own personal brand of heroin. i'll be back so soon, you won't have time to miss me. look after my heart - i've left it with you.      |
Thursday, October 23, 2008 @ 9:02 AM
crampy. since the beginning of the semester, i have told myself that i'm gonna give all that i have to do well. afterall, its the last and final lap.
but shit happens. firstly, either things get in the way. or there's insufficient time (i.e. not being able to juggle the overwhelming amount of work). thus far, i feel as though i've not been putting the maximum amount of effort. but i guess, its MY BAD afterall. AND... feel so unprepared for my financial management quiz tomoro. buy me any of these luxuries and i'll feel better, i promise. -.-  D E E E E E ' S D Y I N G G G G G G . . . . . . . . OK. EMO-ED. NOW ITS BACK TO WORK. ):  (conversation between me and my IT professor) me: "i'm so stress!! i think by the time i graduate, i'd probably look 6 years older." prof: "yah! i think so too! cos when u guys are in year 3 and when i look at your attendance photos taken in year 1, i can barely recognise u! because all of u would have AGED." me: -_________________________-" p/s: i can't believed i miss the NUM tukytuky event last Saturday. WTF. why didn't i read that facebook mail earlier. *SCREAMS* |