before i go back to my TMZ addiction; it's 8PM and I still need to complete my homework.

okay. anyway;
sorry. i don't mean to be rude. i .. think.

kso i was coming home from a casual day,
and i took a seat on the streetbus.
so, on the streetbus, like the two/four seats next to me, there was a family.
they were all female.
it consisted of a biracial mother, a little toddler, a little girl that was like.. 8? and a teenager, that was probably 12 / 13 or our age.

yeah. they were not very polite and nice.
whenever a question was asked, eg.

toddler: 'why were you born'
kid our age: 'cause you're gay!'

and the whole family laughed.
of course the mother .. semi-got fed up, but she was laughing at it too.
it didn't piss me off, but it gave me this.. inspiration? yeah to draw but; and it kind of made me feel super glad i'm an only child..

but it's still lonely. to be honest ; rather be fed up and crying because im pissed,
other than crying of loneliness.
^______^"

finally making this post i have been like, procrastinating my whole life for.

everyday , is always the same.
everybody is different.
there are people who dress like punk rockers. (ms kady's term);
people who dress super preppy.
people who dress super sluggish.
everyone's voice is different.
everyone's action is different.

ironically, we're all still human and have a heart.
what's the meaning of living in this world?
no..
this society.

-STILL NEED TO FIND A BLOGSKIN ):-
sorry that was random but ; yeeeeah..

hm.
o:

i need to draw again. before i suck for life.
everyone's crazy in their own way.

^
dedicated to thinoba. :)