farewell madison
all my bags are packed, i'm ready to go ^^;
i've had tons of fun in the states and it's (reluctantly) time for me to go home.
i won't call this a goodbye since i hate goodbyes and they make me cry, rather i see this as moving on to a new phase in my life ^^; if you think i'm in denial, humour me and let me be :p
to all my friends, the ones i came here with, met here, are still here and/or have already gone home; thank you for making my experience here little more interesting and you have no idea how much i'll miss you all <3 these 3 1/2 years wouldn't have been as exciting and memorable without you guys (and girls ;p)!!! :)
to the people who don't matter much, fuck you all and good riddance to your backstabbing cibai ways :)
time to take apart my computer ;/
Labels: musing
previously on nekomatta.com
timeless bitchings
now tuned in with
the sexy red iPod... and Daydreamin' with Lupe Fiasco.
I want to swing! And by swing, I mean Lindy. You perverts.
It's tough. Everyone here just wants to Salsa. I won't disagree that Salsa is one hell of an enticing dance, but the shallow-minded fucks here are too busy worried about how good they look (or how good their partner make them look etc etc) instead of actually dancing and having fun. Boys, you know you're one of the shallow assholes if you've only asked a girl to dance because she's hot (even though she's got two left feet) and you ask the butt ugly/average-looking ones to dance ONLY if they're damn good at what they do... then honestly, you don't really deserve to dance, period.
She's the picture, you're the frame. It's your job (or rather, leading ability) to make her look good.
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