Saturday, February 25, 2012

A Sixth Sense or What? Oh mon Dieu I'm not calling myself so.


A lie behind somebodys words sometimes could give us a 'dang' like something huge enough, massive and super that stop the world of the time.
When you choose to be the one who could nearly read every lies and being so over thinking about everything well I can tell, its desperately make you crazy
Someone here may be skeptic, observant, through people persona and rip people fakeness. Its stressful most of the time, and I think that one day it could grow to be more pessimistic in that personality.
No need to be excessively caring for just making something more formal and seems perfectly, skeptic huh? Sometimes when you try so hard, your 'forced' looking is hardly out also.
That mistrust brought you here, and failure. And there it is, when dream big is like a balloon, when you inflatable the balloon with the appreciation, oh mon Dieu it could just be explode or shrinking with just a little sharp thing called needle.
One key to slap over thinker brain for them to working, give a big suppression on the series of your words, voila! you could see they may die for just like being an Einstein.

Alrighty I'm dizzy now


TTYL pals :*

Monday, January 02, 2012

The One Who Loves More

just watched one of my favorite TV Show, New Girl. Yay.
starring Zooey Deschanel and friends.
found some memorable quotes, and of course... I didn't forget to capture it!



It's quite a thought when you know that you're the one who always loves more.


Once Bitten, Twice Shy


it doesn't mean that Jess didn't like him at all, she has a feeling for him, she just cautious.
It's... Fear.

Breakfast Madness

The only thing that I keep remind is that my holiday is almost over. What a straight face.
Well then I decided to started my day with eating my lesson.



I wish I have a lot of time. I count my day until I'm back with those college stuff and get busy with psychological things. Darn, I wish I had more holiday :|

Sunday, January 01, 2012

Solitude


I forgot how it feels.
somehow I thought about my high school past.
like 'God, how could it be?'

and after the way that I took through it, I'm happy now. But a slightly smile in the edge of my face because its tickling me about those memory.
A little little thing fallen in love, the secret admire things, then broken heart problems.

But, I really have a good feeling on you, on us :)

Oh, this, is the start.....





so, God... Please?

:)