ra ra day

Today was ra ra for me. Another day just whizzed past! and i'm beginning to suspect that i've just lost control over my dam of time. Things are going far too fast for me, not that i cant handle, but simply becoz of the fact that i realli dun want this period of joy and bliss to end before i grow sick of it! (will i ever?) i'm turning into a ambassador for ra ra land and if highness is contagious, then ..... nahs. i don't think so. Everyone is finding me a nuisance whenever i get high. And i in turn cause their low. i'm such an ass hole sometimes. when i'm high i go around telling others wat "normal people" would simply keep in the hearts till their carbon mass rot wif time and hope that these precious thots stay non-degradable and that the world finally hears what they have to say after being long time dead. (how smart can they get...) So please dun take my words during my period of highness as craps. they could be the truest of my feelings.

some words could prove all too futile. some looks tell a gagillion pictures. (do the maths, a picture tells a thousand words. 1000 X gagillion = gabazillion) a gabazillion words could be more than u ever speak in the 300 odd years of ur life, if u consider urself to be a "old-dun-die" at least. Point in all this words: there is no point in words. Except telling all the pointless stuff of coz! in which case just utter some nonsense, or if the "normal" forces u to, say some "logic", and the pointlessness of words would bring out the inevitable pointlessness of STUFFS. But since everything word, wise or meaningless, leads to the pointless state of using words, y bother wrecking the brain and try to prove stupidity with wisdom? To realli blast the msg across, use pointless words to say pointless things to prove pointlessness of words in the first place!! (what is my point? if u're still asking this i think u have not understood. coz there's no such thing as POINT so long as words is used as the medium of msg!!) getting out of point. ten thousand point!~

i believe by this time weilin oredi getting tired wif this wordy stuff again, and dunthink she'd be reading this anymore! hahahas...so let's talk bad abt her. erms....oh shucks!~ nuttin bad abt her. She's now officially the best-person-to-me-in-A31. She's the onli who dun suan me, who dun gimme the condescending look, who dun pops me popcorn on me and whom i borrow notes all the time. But she can at best be my personal secretary! my heart has long been filled wif too many darlings (carol) and dears (becca) and angels and honeys and sweethearts and princesses. wahahas...but i shall not be so bad. maybe just call her the lovable schoolgal. hahas...

oh and by the way. sorry for the laggy blog recently. too many pictures to load, but do be patient yea? they were there for a purpose, ur viewing. may it spark off ut thots. oh and the "repent" thingy...it was done for the lovable schoolgal. hahas...and do leave a note. laters...