I Wish Sometimes That My Insecurities Won't Hold Me Back From What I Really Want To Say To You Cause It's Just So Frustrating To Ask You For A Date.

From the tittle you would have probably guessed that it may just be another irrelevant and craped up tittle just like the other tittles that i have come up with but sadly, this thought has been really eating my insides. erm...that was too erm...anyway, really, that thought has been circulating around my brain since the ending of last week...i couldn't just think why...but i thought i'd just elaborate( a.k.a crap) about that...

It's hard to say i like you to a girl any more...i mean...if i were to say i like this girl, it ain't gonna be like some bollywood movie where the girl would hide her face and smile and laugh and run away from the guy in embarrasement and happinness and all of a sudden we're transported into some tropical area and we're dancing to some song behind some coconut tree...nope. nowadays when you tell a girl 'i like you', the girl would make you cry inside if you don't know what to say...she will ask you either two things and those two things would be the questions to kill you...those two things are, 'why do you like me' and 'you like me..and?'...WHAT IS THE GUY SUPPOSED TO SAY?

well the guy would say something stupid like you look like a good friend...then the girl would ask 'why me instead of my other friends' and then the guy will say 'you're beautiful'..yeah...okay...that's weird...i should stop right now before the girls start screwing me up...

what should we do to get girls out, some guys ask? well, girls...dunno...they are kinda weird...they will make you try and try and try until finally they cave in...and the guy obviously shouldn't be so dumb as to screw that thing up? why do the guys wanna act cool when they go out with girls, the girls may ask? well, those guys are a buncha stupid idiots...the real man are cool (like me!!!)...the coolness lives in you...yeah...call me...i'm cool....muahahaha cough cough..i still haven't cured from my sickness..

school NDP celebration tomorrow...can't wait...still picking out my stuff to wear...herm...black on black...wonder whether i'm gonna get the chance to try my hat at some people...hmmm..to those who will be there, you might get to find out what i'm talking about...

hmmm...i'll end it short today...people are complaining it's too long...too long that they tend to laugh so much that their parents think their children are getting crazy...yeah...but i dunno why...i can't crap as much as i did last time...must be due to o levels...

to that sec one girl who keeps caling me tall guy...i'm not tall...did you know when you're tall and you slip and fall, it will look very silly...cause your long hands go all over the place and when you fall down, you block the entire path...yeah...it happened to me before...tat girl...fiona...yes...tat's your name...i've mentioned you...muahaha...should i take away your name right now...hmmm...tell you what...i won't...cuase if i take out...you might not smile as much...anyway...fiona...that sec one girl...called me nigel at first...wonder what she calls me now...i'm gonna start to dedicate one whole paragraph to you everytime i blog...hmmm...ae you smiling...good...smile more...abit more...abit more...good...now...write a tag to me...say...i'm going to scream at you...wait...what am i talking about...hmmm...you still smiling...ok good...bye fiona

Culda