I'm Running

"Pray to God. He gave you a week. You give him an hour."

I was watching Confessions of Shopaholic with my friend just now. And we had a fun time ... laughing.
So anyway, if you actually read my blog frequently, you will realise that something is again, terribly wrong with my layout. I'm too lazy to change it. So, bear with the "This image or video has been moved or deleted" message.

I realise that sometimes, my imagination is too vivid. Like for example, last Thursday, when I was distracting myself from having a not-so-pain-but-rather-painful stomachache, I had to imagine my life. For some of you, you guys can almost figure out that my life in the future would be like... extremely poor. So, the thing is, I (imagine that I) have 3 kids at the age of 17. Yes, at the tender age of 17, I am pregnant. Nine months later, I give birth of a set of triplets. Life is hard. My parents are angry with me.

Because I am pregnant already, I can't further my studies to achieve my dreams. Instead of becoming a comic artist, I ended up being an assistant comic artist. I err.. imagined myself drawing, hugging my crying baby while crying and wonder how did my life turn out so badly. My husband ran away with other girl after he knew that I was pregnant.

It was a very vivid imagination, when I was in the toilet. You may stop reading and leave my blog if you think that the idea of me imagining stuffs while I'm in the toilet disgusts you(Phew, long sentence). So, I imagined a lot but there's no way I'll type them out. Some imagination are best left for the imaginators only(No, there's nothing dirty in my imagination) .

I think I should go practice my drawing already.Tata! Now, I call myself "The Girl With the Green Scarf Blue Jacket". Leave it if you don't know what I mean. No one will know anyway.

"To be successful, you have to be hardworking. But if you are hardworking, it doesn't mean you will be successful."