why can't we be more expressive. tell the others what we are feeling. like now, i feel like singing though i know i sound like a crow. i don't care whether my voice don't match to britney spears voice. i love to dance. i swear alot of you don't know about this. i don't give a damn. i know i'm not a graceful dancer. you know what, when i dance... i look like a hippo in tutu. hahaha. i'm kidding.
i'm surrounded by goos who say one thing but actually they don't want to say it because they meant to say something else. why? because they're afraid they might offend the person.
most of you guys know me. anyone can just come up to me and say what they want to say. i don't really care. if i do care, i won't scream or refuse to talk. i will either explain or just keep quiet and think. think hard, what went wrong. who's in the wrong? if i was in the wrong, i'll see what i can do to change.
be like the italians. no offence to all the italians who are reading this entry. the italians are well known to be very expressive. even to the extend that if you're walking down the street in italy and someone smack your butt, it's not illegal. hahaha... interesting right?
ok-ok. i have a confession to make. i need to be expressive.
i love my life even though it sucks... well, not really but the fact that i'm taking art and i hate art and i simply suck in art, pisses me off. i love my family and my 3 beloved cats including you, manja, wherever you are. my bestest friend, if there's such a word is my cousin ayeeba. sorry, i don't know how to link to your diary. i hate maths and science. that's all i guess...