Dear Friends

Day 1

Dear Friends,

This is the Day 1 of my story. And here it is what I present to you today.

I'm not ur best type of a whiner. I curse all the time and I talk non-stop, even when I'm closing my mouth my mind always searching for words to throw out. I pretend, and mostly right, that I know every single thing (at least around me) thus I have the right to tell the right thing for other people to do (for me).

I keep a low profile (sort of), but I don't just bury the hatchet without some deal to settle first. I take a no as an answer that will lead me to the word of yes. 

I kind of having this non-negotiable attitude, but actually, it's all on the table as long as u have something that I want, then u could get the best of me. 

I'm lazy at things that bored me and sometimes I took off on anything just to have some'break-time'. In this miserably low-quality time what I hope is simple actually, I just want a meteor hit Earth so fast that we don't even need to argue which nation budget to built rockets to stop it.

I never really like when other people touch my things, especially when they have my blessing (cause usually I don't give up, and when I do it really pisses me off). 

I met this guy on the morning, saying that all he ever care to do is to get to the police academy (damn) and get a degree to pursue his mediocre dream like life. I don't hate what he wanted, I hate the part that when he told me these things, he's also on his way to buy his path in through door number 3 offered and granted by Lala-land who's also an associate of mine. So u see, all of this deal around me is making me want to puke. I already know how the dirty world works, I just didn't realise how dirty it is when I didn't play the bad guy. Oh, I'm a total bitch.

Can't wait for the Day 2 (if u got me from the lottery, again)

With Lof, Zane Ross.