one...two...three

the title is referring to me.... counting while staring at the walls... i think i've reached about a thousand something when i had the urge to go to an internet cafe nearby.... in short:

BORINGNYAAAA!!!!!

at times like these i start think... well... think a lot.... hmmm.....
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oke.... i guess i think too much... but then again wat do u do when ur stuck in a different country... thats food is not normal to ur taste buds.... where u are far away from real frends.... hmm.... frends... so hard to find now these days.... jojo, farace, asm (cant mention all of you... people will know...) yess.... people will know... over here, its different... people want to know... why??? because they've stared long enough at the walls and ran out of numbers to count.... thats INVASION OF PERSONAL SPACE.... its annoying... its even annoying when it happens in your own house.... please.... leave me and my life... i do not want to know how you live either.... ergghhh..... stop it FARID... stop thinking... but...
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i can't be a hypocrite... hey.... there are a lot of those too here... angels with devil souls.... u think u know a person.... hmmm.... there i go.... thinking again.... arrrgghhh.... stop it... be thankful for wat you have and stop complaining.... free your mind and soul....


~pics credited to miss hayat~