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| Ok, I'm on LiveJournal now.
I doubt if anyone follows my ramblings anymore but,
if you like, ask me for the link. :)
Love love guys.
Nicolle.
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| The trip was fun besides one mishap :/ I've just been kept busy with family up until now; chinese new year and whatnot. Back to nothingness, no school for me this year or any other coming year. They don't seem to understand that.
I want to draw a little something everyday to create a new style and further my skills yo. Imagination is on the low side though. I probably will go nuts with blocks. The best time I draw is when I lack sleep. Strange huh?
So our little group of friends seem to love each other more this year.. maybe it's because we're all growing up heading in our own directions and we want to keep the friends as a constant in our lives. It's kind of sad to think where everyone will be in five years time. Some might even be married. Scary thought huh?
Must get back to what people call the real world.
Lovelove.
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| Considering I'm from an ethnic family. When, do you think, is the age where I don't need to ask the mother for permission. In my opinion, when I hit eighteen, I believe I'm sensible enough to make my own decisions.. and if they happen to be wrong, I'll learn, won't I? According to the mother, it'll be when I get married. What happens if I don't want to marry? I'll be under her control for the entirety of my life. What brought this on? I'll tell you!
So my uncle calls me this arvo, to ask if I would like to go to Cambodia with him and his daughter; my cousin. I've never met fathers side of the family I reluctantly have to ask the mother permission. She auomatically says, no. Doesn't even think about it. No... complete, utter bullshit. ARGHHHH!! I want to start an arguement/discussion with her, but she's next door at the aunts home and if i cause a scene they will all gossip and say how bad a mother the mother is. Gosh. Makes you really want to disown your family, some times.
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Shuji keeps me company when I'm home alone. She wakes me up earlier than I usually do. Shuji creates more responsibilities. She's still not toilet trained. She makes me laugh over stupid things she does. She digs holes in moms garden. She keeps my feet warm when I nap. Shuji is troublesome. Although, she does clean herself.
Shuji's awesome.
For lack of anything else to write about.
I've decided on the second option for my tattoo. Most likely it'll be on my left wrist. : ) | | |
| Time heals all, does it?
After all this time, I wish I didn't give a damn about you.
It's so weird that you seem to be doing completely fine,
nothing seems to phase you.
You moved on, left me,
shattered, beyond repair.
But tell me, is it as they say?
Is your side greener than mine? | | |
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