I am feeling crappy so I shall write nonsense. NOTHING in this entry is real.

I want to fall in love with a graphic designer. Actually, I know I always say my criteria is fucking high and he must have looks bla bla bla...... But if he's really a designer, and he's much much better than me at it, WOOOOOT my dream has come true. =X

I wished my godfather still had his job, because I can therefore spend more money(duh) and really point and get whatever I want. Life was like that for me when he had a job and TRUE: I really miss life like that, asking to go on a holiday, and really go. Casually saying I want a new phone, and really having it.. However, it screws up my character, and as if it is not screwed up enough.

I am materialistic when I am insane, as in angry, but alright when i'm alright, and maybe even FRUGAL, if i am upset.

I want to marry A.L, that hotttttttt prolific designer. But he's 11 years older than me. I used to say I'm marrying him when I'm 18/19, or right after i get a diploma in design. Then our kids will be 'designer kids' and we'll be a happy designing family.

Oh my God I can't believe I said those.

They never ever made sense, do they? How much sense is there when everybody will probably be like WTF and hate me for being such a spendthrift.

This is random but it's from my heart : I love Belinda =XX

Anyway, I hate Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie.