Confused..

Okay....

I become more and more moron?

or I just become more and more Chipsmore?

hahahaha....

Actually I become more confused....

And the point is I don't even know what the hell for the confuse is...

Did I think too much?

Or I'm just having stupid hallucination?

Before this I'm afraid of what my mouth can do....

And now?

I'm scared of what my mind can do!

OMG!

Now I become more and more afraid of myself....

*or I just transformed into creep??*

I don't know...

But the dream that I had just now really....................

*I'm speechless*

Someone that keep running inside outside of my mind....

the 'someone' always make me wondering, wondering, and wondering....

*thanks to you, I got a lot of things to think...:P*

And I think I just drown myself in this situation?

*somebody come and save me~~~:P*

so what should I do now?

Just like my friend told me before....

"There's a thing that we should left unspoken..."

Thats the best way that I can do just now...(I think sooo)

But there is a song that crossed my mind now....XD
I don't know when I started to love this song...
The lyric seem very meaningful.....
to me?
I'm not sure about it too..
:)

Beautiful Mess - Jason Mraz

You've got the best of both worlds

You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,

And lift him back up again

You are strong but you're needy,

Humble but you're greedy

And based on your body language,

And shoddy cursive I've been reading

Your style is quite selective,

but your mind is rather reckless

Well I guess it just suggests

that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is

It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write

Kind of turn themselves into knives

And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction

But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear

'Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice

Your comebacks they're quick

And probably have to do with your insecurities

There's no shame in being crazy,

Depending on how you take these

Words that paraphrasing this relationship we're staging

And what a beautiful mess, yes it is

It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say

Kind of turn themselves into blades

And the kind and courteous is a life I've heard

But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt

Cause here, here we are, Here we are

Here we are [x7]

We're still here

What a beautiful mess, this is

It's like taking a guess when the only answer is "Yes"

Through, timeless words and priceless pictures We'll fly like birds not of this earth

And tides they turn and hearts disfigure

But that's no concern when we're wounded together

And we, tore our dresses and stained our shirts

But its nice today. Oh the way it was so worth it. 

*Beautiful song... :)*