lost love

he was extremely angry with me.....wanted to meet me..... but couldnt coz he was workin and dat his fon was cacated and couldnt lemme know coz he couldnt call..... i dunno laa.... i tink im seriously gonna break up..... im fed up... but i cant.... its stupid... but hard to explain.... its understandable yet its extremely stupid..... i cant define my words... cant explain my feelings.... cant control the contentment... shit laa.... i gotta get out of this mess..... i think i gotta go bak.... gotta giv it a shot.... coz it wasnt my fault... it wasnt anyone's fault actually.... it juz happened and it was done.... no turning bak... no contact for 2 years..... the feeling was stuck so deep in me..... i couldnt help but cry my eyes out for at least a few months..... damn is it hard to forget.... its an extremely hard task to be accomplished.... the best way is to just erase all the sweet memories eventhough you dont want to and eventhough they're stuck in your brain for good......thank god for that method...coz then after a few months i felt better and (not all but fairly enough)all was forgotten.... but now..... everything's coming back to me..... i cant believe this laa....

THINGS TO DO:

+ clean room
+ hang huge mirror
+ get papers signed
+ do my history notes
+ start reading biology
+ wash my clothes
+ iron my uniforms
+ REMEMBER THAT IM SUPPOSED TO BE PUASA'ING
+ stop thinking about the past and move on
+ start GROWING UP!!

my holidays suck.... there's a LOT of things to do... but none of them are fun... none of them rock... well, at least i get to go shopping and blow all of my money.... hehehehe.... i just cant stand it... i go crazy every time im stressed.... i thought of baking just now... but then i decided that i need to prioritise my activities... so i decided to clean first.. but here i am... blogging my ass off... hehehe.....

ive realized that im fat ass hell.... ive realized that i can dance.... ive realized that i can sing.... ive realized that i can draw.... ive realized that i can write stories(if im in the mood)..... ive realized that i can write(not good but readable) poems..... ive realized that im obsessed with music..... ive realized that my sense of style has evolved(still emo but instead of wearing only black jeans and a tee, ive started wearing dresses with tee's and my sneakers =D) hehehehe.....

IN CONCLUSION, TASHA IS OFFICIALLY WEIRD AND NOT TO MENTION MAD AND ALSO DELUSIONAL!! =D

I HAVE MADE CONTACT WITH A MARTIAN WHO IS KNOWN AS KERRISSA SEELAN!!!>.. WHEEEE... =P