The Junkyard.

OMG OMG OMG OMG a new post! How interesting! AND SO, she decided yet again, to blog! What to blog about, though? Lets see.

I went to Weylyn's house again! To do Moral folio. But we DID take pictures. And then we started talking again. You see, you can't avoid that. That's what girls do when they're together. They talk. They can't help it. They're just hungry for dirty little secrets.

Bobo is getting old. He looks frail. Hurts you know, when I see him and knowing fully well I didn't spend enough time with him. So I took him out for a walk the other day. I should do that more often. He is obedient, at least more obedient than WL's dogs.

Speaking about Bobo, I think I've been ignoring my surroudnings quite a lot these days. I'm sort of stuck in my own little world not wanting to come out. I hate myself when I think about it. Yes I'm trying to change. Like someone tells me something and I can automatically block it out. That's called PRO ok. But that isn't good. I have to be more patient. More understanding. Thats what I want myself to be. And yes, I'm talking about old people who spend their time nagging all day. Sorry, eepoh. Sigh.

I think I'm more happy this year? Maybe. Hmm.

You see, that's what I dislike about blogging. I get all mixed up with my emotions. Really in touch with them. I just blurt everything out. Keep this up and I'll get emotional. Although I don't need blogs to make me emotional. According to Yapu, I've become quite emotional these days.

HOMEWORK IS PILING UP. and I'm gonna die soon. Skip this.

I'm gonna sleep soon. Till the next post, au revoir!