(Monday, November 22, 2004)
if anyone asks me what do i do for my spare time, the answer is never sleeping. i can never really sleep when there the sun is shining happily brightly on my ass. even if i only slept for 1 or 2 hours on that day. i always look fucking tired and fucking sleepy because of that.
when i'm not sleeping, i'm either crawling somewhere on the internet chatting or surfing my time away or i'm hiding at dark corner of my room reading. which explains why am i an antisocial freak. (yes i do read and most of the time it's not only porn magazines)
normally, it'll be pumping tunes into my ear, ignore the world and then only i'll start reading my pages. i won't pick up phone calls or reply messages cause i'm transported into whatever alternate reality created by the author, slowly sinking into my own little world, where i feel more secured about everything, nothing related to work comes into view and the best feeling of all, i'm all alone. being the talkative person i normally am, people would find it hard to imagine me being quiet and snobby anti-social. not only that i'm anti-social, i'm also obnoxious and arrogant, not to mention rude when i'm doing my own stuff (mainly reading and listening to cds).
everyone needs some time alone to do their own stuff. some people lacks the DNA sequence to respect other's privacy while others are simply genetically malfunctioned in the subject of privacy.
ps - current i'm reading neil gaiman's neverwhere. i'm only at page 8 cause i fell asleep while reading for the 1,203,586 this year. being a slow reader makes doesn't help to keep my eyes open. i can only read a maximum of 10 pages per night
pps - to me sydney sheldon is not really good. he's always trying to fit sex at the wrong time and the wrong time into his book...
10:56 AM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
