of life

my life. wad is life? its 'file' rearranged. okay. lame. i really cant write about wads been going on in my life. because, well, i have no life. i need to get a life.

anyway, talking about me, we have a match on monday versus acjc. the most crucial match- according to some ppl. cant say i am afraid though. losing sucks and winning is great, but sumtimes, u try so hard, u still cannot win... then, wad to do?

frankly, i really havent come to a conclusion about wad is life. wad does life mean to me? again, i agonize over that short question no one has been able to answer effectively. that three words will drive me mad one day...

i read my blog to refresh my memory of wad shit i wrote before. mostly, i found myself developing spilt personalities. sometimes, i am damn materialistic, seeming to care only about the stuff that i want. sometimes i write about stuff that i think so deeply about that it feels like i am writing myself into a bottomless abyss. sometimes i sound cheem(but dont make sense) and sometimes i am not even typing in proper english, or the Queen's English, as they say.

i read my horoscope in 'seventeen' today. it said that i am brutally honest but ppl find me endearing... the former is damn true but i dunno about the latter. anyway, i hope that no one has gotten hurt as a result of my honesty and integrity. lets just say that i am not the queen of tact around here. so ya.... bean... hahaha

anyway.. going off now...