Incredible...

Really, no joke, I think that I have found the bestest person in the world and (surprise, surprise) it's a girl. :P

Okay seriously, she's the most energetic, silly, kind-hearted, lively, opinionated, respectful, faithful, AND trustworthy person I have ever come in close contact with. AND she's even got good looks to boot! Even though, I never really thought that she was ever very pretty until a couple months ago (the truth hurts baby) I found that what my mom said was absolutely true. She always said that no matter how good-looking someone is on the outside truly, it doesn't matter much because unless they're a good person, they're still gonna seem pretty ugly. Okay, I don't really understand what I just said either...it made sense in Vietnamese okay?!




Point is I have been heavily blessed with the friendship of this person and I should thank God for such a great friendship because she is just absolutely stunning in almost every single possible way. Almost. ;)

I'm a JEALOUS ...

Dear God,

Fo' shiz I got myself a question that I have been dying to find an answer to. And I am so not willing to wait till the afterlife to get it. Why on Earth did you make me such a jealous girl??? WHY?! I need to know what this has to do with Your Plan of Awesomeness. So far, it has only wreaked havoc in my being, it's like having an ongoing civil war inside of myself. Of course I don't have to explain it to You since You've probably already noticed, but OH MY GOODNESS!!!!! I don't want to feel this way no matter how often it is and I don't want to resent people for the foolish reason that is my jealously. It is mean, unreasonable, and a fault of mine that I despise. Bah. and no, this is not a prayer, this is a monologue between a "work of art" (Psh...) and a Creator. I wonder if Your ever hurt when one of your creations lashes out and complains about themselves...like I am doing now. Another one of those questions which I must ask when I meet You which hopefully I shall... except for this one...I expect a loud booming voice to speak to me from the clouds some time soon.

New Post.

And I felt like writing a new post....in the middle of the night.. so here it is...'New Post'...

I really don't know what to say now that I writing.. but I have decided that whatever I type out, I must keep it there and not change anything except for spelling mistakes. So there. I win. I really should be going to sleep.. but I'm not because I'm not sure I want to go to sleep... I mean, yeah, I tired..ish...but it's a freakin' Friday... so it's like... screw it..


So I just finished watching the movie "Dirty Dancing"... it's pretty okay...except in a strange way, it kinda reminds me of High School Musical except that it's less family friendly. There are some scenes in it that really surprised me because despite the title, I didn't really take it to heart... So a lot of things surprised me... like the 'dirty dancing' part...
Oh well...I can handle it... sort of...

Okay.. I really should go to sleep. Bah... on't know what is wrong with me... maybe something...maybe nothing... maybe everything!?!

Oh whatever... I am going to type till I feel like stopping..okay I should go ..bye

Happy

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



teehee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I am so happy .
happy. happy.

with no real reason why.


HAPPY!

Conclusion

I have come to the conclusion that I suck.
at
almost
absolutely
e v e r y t h i n g . . .
the means
a n y t h i n g


...How come the only things that seriously matter to me are the only things that I seem to have trouble with? How does that make any sense?
Why?

Go away.

Putting in quite bluntly...

I
hate
flesh-eating
cockroaches.





No butterflies for me, my dear.
I get
Cockroaches.




Why is it so easy and so hard at the same time, love?

Stupid heart stopping and figurative melting,
Stupid not being able to look away,
Stupid clumsiness and becoming tongue-tied....
Ugh.
I
now
suck
at
this.

this time, it was my fault...

FAIL.

In a crowded room, it's only him that I see...

So many words to say, yet they all avoid my lips. Feelings so deep and intense, it feels as though my heart could burst any minute, any second...all this hope gone to waste and all these dreams nearly shattered...oh, the irony, the sickening irony that is life and the heart-wrenching, silent, and sad smile that is my light. Pray that next time I will not be rendered speechless nor will I surrender to the voiceless shadow I became.