Initially, I had a rather long narrative story, but I'm having a sudden emotional outbreak. Feeling emo all over. Ack, emo attack. You want to know what's worse? I have no idea, whether I am joyul or depressed. Like, coolness. Ch'yeah right, coolness indeed. Mood swings? Mood swings are evil.

I've just gone through a lot of pictures, so I guess I'm just missing a lot of things.
I miss waking up at 9am to take Grandfather for his morning exercise.
I miss questioning Grandfather about his love life with Grandmother.
I miss it when Grandfather who waves at random strangers just to make me laugh, although I know how not funny it is, but I just laugh.
I miss it when Grandfather tells me about the little silly things Grandmother does.
I miss it when people tell me how I was like when I was a kid, they mention a different story everytime my cousin and I are there.
I miss America, and everything that made me look in amazement, and just feel dreamy, and everything that makes me so happy there.
You know what, I think I miss my 2006. It was simply the best, lovely.

Right now, 2007 seems like, coolness, except for that. On the way home today, I was just in deep thought about that. So deep that I forgot to tell the uncle to go in to the condominium. Stoopid, I had to walk a little, but all's good. I was thinking why you are still going on with it, when you know it's impossible. And then I realised, how impossible as it will be, it is just as impossible as trying to stop you. You know what, don't even think of giving me what I want, because you shouldn't even be. I hope I don't get a nightmare with more than 2 weird people popping in it. It's not as if last night's one was not freaky enough, and no one will know about it. I'm going to pull it out of me, and it's going nowhere but a black hole. And as for you, I don't give a poop, because it's not my fault that I did not have the courage to say anything. Even if I didn't say anything, you could have said something. Geeeeee.

On a brighter note, it's oh-so sweet sixteen in 2 weeks, oh loveeeeeee. I can barely wait. March 15, everybody! Refer to the list at the side, for what I want. Cash would do fine, a sincere letter would do fine too. Love is most welcome :D But nothing weird please. If anyone actually still comes by to actually read this.