Just let it be...alright

People around me randomly remind me of what kinda person i was before...and i'm like jeez, i cant seem to get hang of her, so you just might have to deal with what you have right now. But anyway, jyo at the party asks us over for chai at her place, which as usual i refuse saying it's late for taran's nap, will cut too close for his evening shower and dinner time, all the time scrunching my brows with a futile smile and she's like linku i cant beleive you've become this responsible, you werent like this before.... uff the R word again, it keeps getting thrown into my face so frequently, now that i've started to hate that word. Really, i mean c'mon, just because i have the personality to bounce and jump at the opportunity to have little fun, doesnt mean i cant pull it off being a responsible one once in a while. They dont get it, shushh her.

It's one of those knots in the heart days, i wish it was dark and dark outside and i wish i didnt have to talk to anyone and just watch into the lake and listen to music and maybe watch "my cousin vinny", "analyze this", episodes of friends, sienfeld, SVU, pride and prejudice, aww the best of all, non-stop reruns of "Ramsay's kitchen nightmares". Just a day of blankness would be good. I wish i had the courage of that guy in "Into the wild" movie, i just love that movie.

I have reminders all over my palm, little bit of it is imprinted on what i hold and a bit of it is faded, so is this to remind me that i shouldnt be reminded of. F*** this Crap.

Huh...thre u go, all better. If it wasnt for u my blog, i'd be so lost.

Lunoo doll, is now bugging me with her rough draft of my story, and calls me sluggish and whatnot for not keeping up with her time line.

So the story is lunoo about 3 friends, Alec, Troy and Nick.

they are friends at a store, they are displayed together, one is a laptop, the other is a Iphone and the last one is a one of those tv's u hang on the wall, lcd, hd whatever that stuff is. And finally a boy who visits the store, or how abt this, they are not at store, they are all at the boys home. first line....when u read this, call me and lemme know ok. bummer.

What song can i whip up for u dolly blog ...lemme think, i'm on this one now:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9uO1lINyDQ&feature=related