As much as I hate running (anywhere) this song makes me run faster.
It is as if I am running towards you who is gone…
Let’s pretend we never met…
Why don’t we break up?
There’s nothing left to say…
I feel like a fucking psycho right about now. No, not always. Just every other week, so, don’t fucking panic.
Q:What is your favorite food?
Anything that does not try to eat me back. With hot sauce! o_O
Q:What is your favorite thing to eat?
Eggs. With hot sauce. :)
Q:WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
India. That should take up most of my free time.
You got me dreaming like a fool… I don’t know where we going…
I want you to know, it doesn’t matter…
I cannot imagine what goes on in other peoples minds but recently, mine has been a little less comprehensible, even to myself. Half the time, I’m already gone but the other half, I am still lurking around, wanting more of this and that.
Enough about what’s troubling me sort of.
The past few weeks, I have decided that I am sick to death of my bob hair style. I have been sporting the bob since I moved here to this Coast in 2005. I LOVED it then but it is time to move on. Well, don’t get me wrong, my bob is (almost) constantly updated and re-vamped and re-visited but enough is enough. Perhaps this is why I am in a rut right now. My damn hairstyle. I cannot say I will miss it because I never miss my old hairstyles.
But of course if it turns out to be crap, well, I will have to eat my words, won’t I?
listening to "KISS
I just
