waiting room

If someone wants to make me go crazy, they should try saying : wait . the point is i CAN’T wait! i hate waiting. some times it cant be helped but when it comes to “waiting rooms”, The room that is MEANT for the action : waiting, it is so frustrating that i cant even sit in a normal way. When i had doodle jump on my ipod, i hit my best records in waiting rooms and that’s just sad. now even playing games is useless. i guess reading my own books might work, but the environment makes me sick. i wish they bring an indoor decorator who actually knows sth about colors! don’t even get me started on those irritating secretaries! one of the things that encourages me to not to get sick is thinking of this places. And know i have two dentist appointments this week, and they’re gonna pull out my wisdom teeth, which are 4 big teeth because there is no enough space for them. good for me -_-


Dear diary

I think i should start my posts with “Dear Diary..” in this blog. because i write them and then i’m the only one who comes back and read them. 

so lets start over,

dear diary,

here i am at the beginning of the new year, but the last year that i’m considered a school student. You know what’s ironic? that the first time i wrote here, a new school year was ahead of me either, and i didn’t write here for months and yet here i am.  I don’t quite know the reason why..why here..Ok lets pass that taught or as once Ross said to his ex-lesbian wife,, “let’s put a pin on that”. 

the end of this year can be The start of my dreams turning into reality, so i’m nervous and enthusiastic at the same time. 

so i’m gonna finish this post with a shaky “Yaay”.