i hang around at nights, with my friend. drinkin coffee... having some talk... sometimes about design n designer stuff... sometimes about superheroes... (the conversation somehow ends up with anger. i dont get why really?! hehehe) sometimes just about street stuff... music, photography, clothes, kim kardashian (!) n whatever... laugh at random things... but most of the time i feel bored... i mean, i love the talk! BUT i have to talk these stuff, sitting on a cold chair, freezing my ass off... trying to shut my mouth while laughing... i dont like it. it is boring! i need a space...
i got bored, so i decided to do some muffins a few hours ago.
they came out pretty good. =)
and that made me pretty happy, coz my tooth (the tooth that isnt even there) still hurts...
wish my friends were with me right now
to drink some tea, and eat muffins, and talk about anything, and laugh at anything.
and dont expect me to be that stylish (at least a night along with my mom)
afterall, lets face it, we allll have some terrible but comfortable pajamas and we lllike it!
so, share the love?
just think that you are pretty sick,
cant even breath but still
you are at work,
..is because you have so much work scheduled so you cant take a day off.
trying to 'work'...
you cant stop wondering,
if your head will stop aching if you hit it with a keyboard...
than someone walks in, asking 'are you missND?'
well, yes i am...
he is holding a bunch of flowers, my favourite one, daisies.
a huge bunch of daisies.
i rapidly sign the paper and take a look at the card attached on the ribbon.
i never wondered who sent it,
i just wondered what he wrote...
my boyfriend is the best boyfriend ever!!!
coz it is enough for me to hear him saying 'i love you princess'...
i love you, too!!!
...and you are the princess...
ps. to my bf:
i know i look terrible, and this shot is terrible than me. and i know you dont care how terrible i look
coz you loved me even with that crazy pinky-orange-balck hair that i used to have =)
but i really cant breath so...well...i cant even smile...
i hate dust!
sorry that i used to throw wool blankets on you, to make you sneeze. =)
but you looked cute sneezing and trying to diss me while sneezing, how could i help myself... =)
but it wont happen again. i promise.