leaving on a jetplane.

now my bags are pack and i'm ready to go.

now have fun staying at this place.

no, don't worry i am not cursing or anything but this feeling of leaving is somewhat happy to me. not that i hated this place or hated much of the people around but it's just too fun to watch drama going around plus i never liked drama. well, once in a while would be fine.

best is to leave me alone.

it's funny some people are hypocrites. reality is i have a box of not-so-nice cigarettes, now i only realise it's left with two sticks and i realise i had more than ten sticks in the box.

i ponder much. very much indeed.

please, please, please.

just let me punch you once.

really. i need this badly. i'm not asking for really much no?

i really don't think so.