life can be pretty lonely sometimes.

its 10.51 pm. i want to go out, but its late. so i have to wait for the morning to come, then i can go out. i want to go take some pictures today, but the weather is bad. so i stay at home, cleaning the kitchen and ym-ing with a friend instead.

i have nothing to write about. life kinda plain lately. nothing exciting happened.

i didnt do very well in my midterm.

i cried 3 hours ago watching X-men 2. LOL

i watched quantum of solace yesterday, i have the whole cinema to myself. LOL. good movie. but i think casino royale is better. daniel craig is yummy. i love him. i love him then, i fucking love him now.

i'm feeling nothing right now. but this afternoon i was lonely. now i just painfully waiting for morning to come.

so yeah, i'm bored.

i want to read. yeah maybe i should do that. i havent read for a very long time. i have 3 books that i havent finish reading, just not in the mood for it lately.

i keep thinking about his and hers. i want to re-read it again and again. but i left it at home.

oh yeah this just come across my mind: the difference between a male writer and a female writer.

male writer like mr gayle, they wrote based on logic. they have an objective perspective. not all tales have a happy ending. its more to a reality than a fairy tale. very good sense of humor too.

female writer like miss cecelia on the other hand, they wrote based on hope. everything that happened must be fate. they keep your hopes high, make you believe in the impossible. telling you that if you have faith, everything is going to work out for you.

oh well i prefer mr gayle style of writing, but sometimes miss cecelia magic works on me.

i'm hungry. again??

goodnight, beautiful!!