Hot pink nails!

Wow, I love how I just woke up a couple hours ago. Haha, last night was fun! Actual bonding time with Elvis, Chau, and Jam. Well, on the way to Jam's, me and Elvis got pulled over by a damn cop. LOLOL. He was like "where are you guys headed? It's late." So we were like "Oh, we're just going home, that way!" aahaha, and he let us go. OMG. I got hella scared when he pulled us over. All good, he didn't take us into his car or some shit. Mm, we ate hellahella food at Jam's, and apparently you'd get 'gassy' if you didn't burn all that energy off. So me and Chau were laughing so much just to burn it all off. Anyway, I learned how to play poker! But Chau had to leave early so I got home around 4ish? Came home, and I went online to find an i/m from Mr. Catap.



Mending my heart already. All you had to do was show me that I deserved better. That my life is filled with a bunch of crap, and I don't need a distraction to overflow the load. I know, I always seem like I'm needy, like I always have to have someone's 'love' wrapped around me. Maybe it's because I haven't been loving myself enough. Yeah, my self esteem's been going down, and I don't have anyone to blame. I shouldn't even be taking whatever you say into thought. Your words shouldn't matter.
Anyway, first was the word of the day. It was the first time I painted my nails hot pink! Because I had an impulse to let them stand out or it was because of pure ecstasy. First time I accepted my flaws. First time I opened up to a stranger. First time a stranger blogged about ME. First time I realized how similar people's lives can be. First time I talked to a guy with a stache!

You are my first.
First friend of '09.
We both know that.
I don't know why, but I have a strange feeling about this.
Not good, not bad. More like I'm expecting something to go wrong.


P.S.
Your stache makes me laugh, like EVERY time.
Yeah, I have a thing against 'staches, but that's okay I guess.
I'll make an exception.