The Regurgitation of Emotive Illustrations

the rain is falling hard outside my window, tapping the ground like many tiny people are rushing to get from point a to point b. i like the fact that now the sky is black, and the surrounding is enshrouded by darkness. the orange lights are not doing their job well enough in this rainy evening.

i just came home from swimming and gym. i had to sweat it all out. i'm still feeling really shiver-ish and unsettled. oh, i'm still trying to catch my breath.

my dog mistaken frasia as his toy. i left it on my bed and julius got it and ate it up. haha nonsense. he bit off his tail, two shoe laces, took off his shirt and pants. poor frasia, left on the floor all wet and used.

i'm starting a new blog www.squeezeyourballs.blogspot.com. however, i'm still waiting for someone to help me with the template. i suck at that. oh wells. i should equip myself with a camera, i want to make it a photoblog. something i can remember better than just plain words.

i know i'm going to sound emo saying this, i'm trying hard not to make it so emo-ish. my life don't suck, but i just screw things up pretty well. i think i should reconsider my mindset and be a better person. things just shouldn't end up this way.

at least, not like this.