All I do is complain.

I wish my life's that interesting so that I have something extraordinary to blog about. I do not have a boyfriend that I can type down my love for. I, however, really am starting to love the color blue. Realized that I have a shitload of clothes that are in the shades of blue. I also have an undying love for oversized and striped tops.

I do not have a friend I spend time everyday with. No one to tell right away when something interesting happens. No one to tell when I have anything at all to say. I, however, have friends like Nabil and Alfian to chat online everyday with. But they have girlfriends and I don't think it's polite to text them up instantly when something happens every time.

I wish all my friends aren't in relationships. I miss it when they had all the time to talk to me, when they had all the time to hang out with me. I am sort of an independent person (I have been so for so long now) and it isn't really a sad thing. Everyone is moving way too fast while I'm here, standing still, congratulating people for their graduation from loneliness.

I wish I have an interesting hobby I can share with people. Why am I not into sports for fuck's sake!! (sorry for cursing, this blog post is supposed to be serious as it already has been).

I wish I have more girl-friends who listen to bands that I do. Being in a design school have just made me gain so many indie friends. I cannot talk to them about my interests and opinions (I think I have mentioned this before. I think I have mentioned a lot of things more than twice).

This blog post isn't meant to be emotional or whatsoever. Honest! I am just really bored as I have spent my whole day making a web page (reading all that HTML codes have fucked my eyes) and now I'm just waiting for my macbook pro to fully charge so that I can sleep peacefully. Charging things overnight have recently been my fear.

Also today, I have laid my hands on the iPhone 5.