noise.

• mood: nevermind.
• listening: Killing Floors by Unknown Error [d'n'b] [listen it here. and learn to dance =D]
  

I was just sitting on the bed thinking.. What does this: _|_ *_- _|_ remind me of... well, it reminds me of Julie, a character from the Final Destination 3 movie. I don't like that movie. Because my favourite character died. That stupid! My favourite character never dies! There she is..

I hate the guy, though.. He was stupid, too close minded.
I am always very careful in picking my favourite character. I even knew J.K. Rowling wouldn't kill Harry, nor Hermione, nor Hagrid, because they were my favourite ones since the beginning. I liked Snape too.. But only starting with the third book, so it doesn't count. [And I'm sure Harry didn't die just because he's my favourite green-eyed.] But I didn't like that he got married with Ginny. I don't know why.. I just don't like her.

Anyway, speaking of Final Destination.. I can't wait for the forth movie! But I have to "can't wait" like this 'til 2009.. Maybe be there will be ghost appearances of Pip =D I miss her.. she wasn't supposed to die, I just know it.. The scenario was just misunderstood.. she was supposed to live.. and be happy.. and have like 8 children.. with his close-minded husband.. oh, he was such an idiot.. poor Pip.. actually.. it's better for her that she's dead. That idiot.. would've killed her anyway. Oh well..

You have to understand.. none of my favourite characters died before, and.. I am deeply hurt [yeah right].

Well, speaking of characters, I find dolls pretty creepy. I mean, have you ever tried to look a doll in its eyes?.. more than just a sec? their eyes.. so fixed.. looking at you from the dark.. and with their occasionally noses penetrating the dark.. I dunno.. I find that.. creepy.. really.. when I was a child, I used to think, just like any other kid, that my dolls are alive, and after several nightmares with and about my dolls, I was afraid of them. So I decapitated the doll that appeared more often in my nightmares. Now, that doll is my favourite, and SHE sits at a place where everyone can see her.. with her head on. Even if people may say : "Oh, God, you are sixteen and you are playing with your dolls. Pathetic!", I could care less.

I still find her creepy though.. last time I had a nightmare with her was about four or five years ago.. she was taller than me and she was following me on the water or something. And she would beg em to help her brush her hair.. oh, well.. her hair's fine.. I guess.. She was made in China, of course, but I am almost sure that she was Canadian. Her name was Sandy, but I always called her Cindy. I think Canadian people are so cute when they say "this is aboot life and death." oh! They're even cuter that British women saying "John! It's meh time!" ^.^ but England is my favourite anyway.

Speaking of which..

How do you feel when you find yourself talking friendly to a person that you secretly wish to die?

It's a strange feeling.. I felt it yesterday.. He wanted help, I guess.. I don't know. I had to go.

And so I do know. Mom just got home and she's pissed again. I wonder..

-XXoo

P.S. I feel orange today. Why?