<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/7585876888028559294?origin\x3dhttp://runaway-inthestreets.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>



profile entries tagboard links
addictive
What I am was born in me. It’s a part of who I am, who my family is, who we all are as a tribe — it’s the reason why we’re still here.
I’d hate to shatter the dream world you live in — the one where the sun is orbiting the place where you stand — so I won’t tell you how little I care what your problem is. Go. Away.
Normal humans run away from monsters, Bella. And I never claimed to be normal. Just human.
It had been so confusing. Dying to kill him. Afraid to hurt her. My friends in the way.
For a tiny space, I was disappointed. What? No magic visions, no formidable offensive abilities like, oh, shooting lightning bolts from my eyes or something? Nothing helpful or cool at all?
I was actually waiting for something to happen.
Music Playing...

Monday, January 26, 2009, 4:14 AM

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO ALL!!!!
but to be honest.. my chinese new year was so not good at all...
-.-

it was super BOOOORRRRINGGG~~~!!!
the reunion dinner was quite ok! :]
when the second day come.. visiting the second family part.. was SO NOT OK...
>(

first, i sat in a corner cause i was in a bad mood..
then suddenly, my aunt from America came and wanted to take a pic of me..
WITHOUT MY PERMISSION...
arghh.. then i was like uh.. and moved away..
my father scolded me for behaving in such an 'anti-social' way.. told me to sit down..
no choice but to follow his 'orders'..
then u know wad my aunt did?!
she continued taking pics of me... arghh!!!!
do u know how irritating it is to take pics of a person when they are in a bad mood..
worse still, my relatives from the second family continued laughing at me when she was taking pics of me... >(((((

from now on, i am not going to tat house anymore..
seriously i was damn pissed off aft tat..
but i dun not nid to worry.. cause saturday will b a good day!

P.S
To Michii, wherever you are, God will always be with you! :]