Anyways, an attempt to watch the japanese version of The Grudge, was switched off, after about the first 20minutes, because they're fast speaking of what sounds like the ad of the turkey going *wobble gobble* was frustrating, and the fast change of scenes, was just too confusing. So i finally watched The Grudge the american version, with the same cute boy, in the japanese version, whom played the same cute boy in the american version. What a fucking dissappointment. You see, i like to shit my pants. *does croaking noise* But with my mood ruined, by the guy behind who seems to kick my chair, each time a scary bit happened, kinda gave me a shock.. heh.. yeah a shock.. heh.. anyways. The Grudge is a stupid movie. Reason because they used the same effects as The Ring. Okay, we've all seen The Ring, and yes now every movie is going to contain a girl with long hair covering her face, who walks funny and *does croaking noise* has some mystery to it. Well i ain't scared of that scary ugly bitch in The Ring anymore, nor am i going to be scared of the same cute boy in movie, because that movie was stupid! Anywyas, did you guys know that Mischa Barton played that scary vomit girl in 6th sense. Heh.. funny. hmm..  *does croaking noise*

I used to really dislike being flat chested. I used to hate not having to fill a cup when i'm looking for the right fitted bra. Even though i'd like to be a little tad bigger, but being an A cup is not so bad. Why? Well firstly, being proportioned is probably the first priority in a girl's life. .. ...   ..... NOT. I know most of you's don't really care, neither do i, but even though i'd like to be a  Double D Cup, i can say i'm pretty happy with my body. I know for one thing, i will not be observed, because my tits are too large that i can't even see my own punanni when i shower. I know for one thing, that i don't have to show & tell for everyone..oops.. did my nipple just slipped out? I know for one thing, that i will not have old men, staggering men, walking past and look at the line which seems to seperate two big chunks of oversized lard on my chest (yes that's what they are FAT!). Ok.. i know for a fact that guys will talk to me, because i am smart, gorgeous & all of the above (LOL), and not approach me because they'd like to have a tit fuck with my nice tits, or touch them for that matter. I am happy to be a bear. Meaning, i have flat small titties and a big belly. I am happy that i have a noodle body shape, so i'm just going to go with Cosmopolitan, and say yes.. i have PAris Hilton's body. Small tits, kinda-flat belly (tee hee~!) and long legs, minus the size eleven feet. So ladies, wouldn't you agree that flatter is better? Hmmm.. lol

Sometimes i imagine how life would be like without BB. And i realised, it'd be hard. Reason because, although this relationship maybe be a habit, there's still that emotion there. It's kinda a sad story though, to be in a relationship out of habit. But to compare ourselves with other relationships, its amazing that we lasted nearly a year and two months. I wouldn't expect it to have gone this far. With my paranoia, of insecurities, of him not liking me enough, him not noticing me enough just proves my little efforts to keep him and make him mine. How i truly feel about BB, hardly gets unleashed. But i enjoy spending every minute with him. My interest in many things have dissappeared, and has focused on him. Because i suppose he's my main interest atm. It's sad in a way, but i guess BB can be classified as a form of escapism to me. He takes everything around me good or bad, away, and just makes me live the moment. That's why i think "I'm fallen, head over heels, i'm fallen in love with you. I'm fallen, and i can't get up.. don't wanna getup, because of love. "