My adventure in wonderland begins with a trip down wakeful nights counting the glow-in-the-dark stars above my laptop station, numerous check on time on my handphone, texting exclamation of frust to my self-proclaimed shrink, scavenging food in the kitchen at ungodly hours in the morning, watching fringe till I run out of episodes and playing various plots in my head and blogging of course.
No. I don't think I'm crazy yet. And no, I wasn't waiting for Brazil to enter the stadium nor was I busy studying. I'm just wondering if there is something I should be wondering about.
*Hmmms*
lovely how google have a library of images to express your thoughts
I love telling stories in pictures. It's easier to register.
And I'm not on coffee. Although I know many who are an addict. Coffee is my sedative really. But I do not wish to try out that theory in my state as it is
One of my favourite depiction. If I have enough talent, I definitely would have love living the life of a painter. Surrealist.
*Are we there yet?*
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