I don't know. I seriously don't.
I'm so perplexed okay. As in sometimes, I wish I wasn't born, and starts to wander about my existence, well sometimes I'm rather glad that I am here in this world.
Was looking through my blogs. I found out that from May 06 onwards, I had been rather ... particularly formal in typing out my entries. Am I trying to confuse myself or am I just showing people the changes I had from the stabs?
Before it was marshmellows. Now they are just dead dandylions. It's confusing me. What am I? A clown or a sadist?
Well, I'll still be a silentjester.
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I went to Lokies house today. Brought my laptop along. Double jamming.
RESIDENT EVIL IS SICKENING. But it brings thrill too. So I don't know whether I liked it or not. And I've also been introduced to Silent Hill. It's a ghost town. I think. Well I've not tried knowing it throughoutly though; I'm sensitive to reanimated or horror or gore.
Looking forward to wednesday. Wanna leave unhappiness behind. And I'm already starting. Look! How happy I am to make Lokies angry; I stole his Kelly Clarkson CD!
I'm stumped.
