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.















Wednesday, January 7, 2009 @ 9:14 AM
GLUM.

its already the 3rd school day and i'm still living in denial.
i'm currently having that i'm-so-sick-of-going-to-school syndrome.
after monday's lecture, i suddenly had a sorethroat. and yesterday, i had a throbbing headache.
oh. and another thing, i can't seem to ever get enough sleep.

and i haven't started on my piles of readings and tutorials.

here we go again, everybody.