- held up in my own carceration of doubt\.

Monday, December 25, 2006

i miss my dog.
ALOT.
i don't know why.
but i miss him alot.
i know crying won't help.
but i have been crying since yesterday.
yesterday afternoon.
till now.
first thing i did when i woke up.
i cried.
not like i wanted it to happen.
i just couldn't stop it.
i am in no mood for food.
kill me please.

the vet said that ...
there were 2 proplems ;
one was bacteria in his shit.
and the other was that ...
something to do with his repiratory tract.
i don't know.
wayne is already so fucking skinny.
no more belly.
he and i shared the same kinda belly.
now ...
its gone.
he lost weight.
his owner cannot stop crying.

the weather is not helping.
kill me please.
there are so many things i have not done with you.
don't go.

kaaye\.

- wayne.
i miss you so bad.
when are you coming home.

memories locked at Monday, December 25, 2006

all about me;
kaaye\. 19years.
22nd november 1987.
overgrown kid.
taken.
my sanity's long gone.

likes\.
hanging out with my friends ; ALOT.
nice tasting alcohol in general ; erdinger ; mojito ; moet or blessed vc.
trance ; house ; rock ; alternative ; punk ; metal ; bossa nova / jazz.
new gadgets.
baking ; cupcakes and all.
shiny stuff.
the sun , the sand , the water = THE BEACH !!!
slacking like there is no such thing as time.

dislikes\.
the people i hate are all irritating !!!
horrid people ; with appalling characters.
people with horrid manners.
insects and such.
bad weather.
headaches ; ankle sprains.
BAD COFFEE !!!
greens.

wish list\.
~~that calculator casio watch.~~
that pair of rock and republic pants.
~~that perfect messenger bag.~~
that new PDA !!!
~~that new laptop.~~
that pair of adidas shoe-wees.
that pair of tiger shoe-wees.
that new jacket.
that nike haversack.
~~that new tops from pull and bear.~~
that new pair of jeans.
~~that flesh imp top.~~
that head porter bag.
that pair of lacoste shoe-wees.