...currently reading : the art of racing in the rain - garth stein
boy,you like toking so much ah?
.....yea,you noticed huh?
yaya. you like talking so much... just like strawberry.
what? why?
looks so cute on the outside, sour like hell in the inside..
wtf?
i hold a huge abhorrence on talking to aunties, preferably middle-aged working women/housewives with no absolute understanding whatsoever towards whats happening outside of their world - the kitchen - much less the real outside world.
besides, i had a very bad experience trying to explain myself in public when it deals with furiously insane aunties with absolutely nothing to lose.
on a sidenote, i am now seeing rainbows. loads of it. it reminds me of the sun and revulsion of ignorance. in a retrospect, i love how i can hate at absolutely nothing. its like im contemptuousness of obliteration, infatuation of everything =)
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