my site

Here's the deal. You pick and guess which link is the correct link to my currently updated site and there will be no help points unless you know a little bit about my writing style. Or changed writing style. It'll be easier to guess the more days you take. Or not.

http://dictionary.refere http://searchportal.information.com/index.mas?epl=01110091UVsPWVALXVUMVV8LWRUfRxNRA1ERUF4PBUYbW1dZFxFcWQtWXjpcXQVvAwpcOgpcDl8TR14FGVFRDAEIDAwIUgMMWwAIXAAAR1E9ClxYVwVWA1Ence.com/

http://breadnbutter.outspark.com/http://www.theinvincible18.blogspot.com/ http://talented-onetee.blogspot.com/http://www.bottleduplove.blogspot.com/ http://miraclebutterfly.blogspot.com/ http://www.adventurequest.com/

http://themuseclique.blogspot.com/ http://sfwd.blogspot.com/ http://thai-roadtrip.blogspot.com/ http://socrodamon.blogspot.com/ http://www.ihttp://ravikiran1.blogspot.com/

http://creativekitchen.blogspot.com/

Teenage Crisis

Guess what? I wake up today and realised that I'm a teenager. And no, it isn't my 13th birthday. I wonder if I'm too fat or if the shoes are to casual or too mature. I hate school (yeah, I'm a really late one, there was always optimism in my previous years) and I hate back-stabbers and I absolutely hate Abdominable Snowball. Call her A-S for now. Didn't notice it when I first named her that but ah well... the name so fits her.

Attention: I'm getting a new blog to fit me, this one is not ME anymore. I'm finally ultra-scared that I'm immature. More updates in the next week!

I feel terrible lately. The homework pile has not diminished in size and my mind just can't begin writing. Its like a dead sea now, consuming every book I toss at it yet never producing anything. Its sort of hopeless the way it is now, not being able to finish my homework and it being the last week of the holidays. A little secret between me and a never-there-special-someone would be nice if only that irritating person shows up once in a while.

Its like a little migraine which keeps forming and taking control of my thoughts. It would be nice if I lived in a fantasy world where they gave you your lover's name and the time and place which you would meet. Save a lot of unnecessary trouble finding a not true love. A little something to cling onto when you're feeling lonely and contained by people who make life miserable.

That's all the melodrama I can write for now. Back to the drawing board for scheduling a new life.