yesterday i feeld desperately like writing, ih ave so many thing trapped inside. finallt i m all alone today, tolet soemthing just sink in a lil bit.
i feel so much like writing.......
she said," are you really THAT unhappy? you been crying ever since you come here. "
i have nothing to say.i dare not cry anymore, coz i have no reason to.
i recieved some no name phonecall......
sometime home phone has no caller ID.
i was eating mexican food, was listening to no use for a name, i was looking at running shoes, lord of the rings xbox game, and thinking about sean said white guy and asian chick are the new in thing, and the OC is too rich, there is no shabby old trunk to remind me about.
no shabby old trunk, with crappy door, crappy ac, crappy radio and a floorful of CD cases. that engine moan when it starts, and it goes off lane easy, it is not because of the trunk itself, it is too old to do stunts, it is the crazy driver. that one crazy driver.