i cut my hair.
i cut my dear fringe.
making me look like a weirdo cause i am one very beginning.
i look more idoit.
cutting those kind of toot fringe.
omg.
omg.
omg.
i shall be nerdy to clip up my damn fringe.
damn the hairdresser.
damn you.
why would i ever cut my fringe.
oh why?
why?
why?

MUMMY!!!
i am talking about my REAL mummy.
you said my fringe will look nice after cutting.
you said it.
you said if it is not nice you would buy me the baggie.
you said it and you cannot break your promise.
THANK YOU and i shall have the baggie this coming week.

i am lame.
i am eating cake.
i am eating a piece of cake i saw it at one bakery shop.
it is damn cute.
and my mum bought it.
it is a small little girl that is make of cream with chocolate cake.
it is soso~~
but it is cute.
i am gay to wait so long before eating the cake.
i cannot bear to see the little girl died before my eyes.
i cannot.
=D

9:43 evening