Glitter all around
We're delirious, tear it down, till the sun comes around
If you go away,
November 15, 2008 / 5:53 PM
To start off, I am irritated to the max because of facebook. Someone tagged me in random photos when I wasn't even there. I was like, fine. I don't care. And now, even worse, someone is tagging other random people in MY OWN PHOTOS. Bloody hell.
Cheryl Leong wrote at 6:35pm Do I even know you? Why am I being tagged in random photos and why are people I don't know being tagged in mine?
I don't care if I'm rude, but I don't know what the hell is going on. If it's someone I know, maybe I'd think it's some sort of virus or shit like that. But I don't know her, so there.
You can hate me for that. I don't care either. Piss off, thanks.
Back to reality and out of the virtual world (okay, not really), I'm back on viwawa, maple, everywhere. Ha. Life is rather boring but I am happy being at home all day. Shopping is tiring and walking is annoying the shit out of me. The only thing that satisfies me is eating and being with my favourite girls (ha ha ha, be honoured).
And I also realize I haven't bothered to even attempt to start korean or japanese lessons yet. Crap, I am such a lazy person.
Sigh, the biasness of the whole wide world. Close-minded people who can't seem to accept that my opinions are different most of the time. I don't think you can judge me just because I think differently from you. :)
Right. I have writer's block. I can't think. So I will not leave you with anything thought-inspiring like I intended to.
P.S. If you don't treat someone like a friend, you'd better make it clear. It's better for you to be a downright bitch than a backstabbing, scheming and two-faced bitch, no? Oh wait, it's the same thing.
Don’t you let me go Baby don’t you let me down
Glitter all around
We're delirious, tear it down, till the sun comes around
If you go away,
November 15, 2008 / 5:53 PM
To start off, I am irritated to the max because of facebook. Someone tagged me in random photos when I wasn't even there. I was like, fine. I don't care. And now, even worse, someone is tagging other random people in MY OWN PHOTOS. Bloody hell.
Cheryl Leong wrote at 6:35pm Do I even know you? Why am I being tagged in random photos and why are people I don't know being tagged in mine?
I don't care if I'm rude, but I don't know what the hell is going on. If it's someone I know, maybe I'd think it's some sort of virus or shit like that. But I don't know her, so there.
You can hate me for that. I don't care either. Piss off, thanks.
Back to reality and out of the virtual world (okay, not really), I'm back on viwawa, maple, everywhere. Ha. Life is rather boring but I am happy being at home all day. Shopping is tiring and walking is annoying the shit out of me. The only thing that satisfies me is eating and being with my favourite girls (ha ha ha, be honoured).
And I also realize I haven't bothered to even attempt to start korean or japanese lessons yet. Crap, I am such a lazy person.
Sigh, the biasness of the whole wide world. Close-minded people who can't seem to accept that my opinions are different most of the time. I don't think you can judge me just because I think differently from you. :)
Right. I have writer's block. I can't think. So I will not leave you with anything thought-inspiring like I intended to.
P.S. If you don't treat someone like a friend, you'd better make it clear. It's better for you to be a downright bitch than a backstabbing, scheming and two-faced bitch, no? Oh wait, it's the same thing.
Don’t you let me go Baby don’t you let me down
Every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights, a different city every night
biography
I swear the world better prepare for when I'm a billionaire
Cheryl Leong ♥
31 December 1992
I love city lights, foreign languages, writing, quotes and lyrics, musical theatre, reading, doodling, travel photography, fashion and american television.