Il sognatore è finalmente sveglio

What would you say if I asked you not to go
To forget everyone
Forget everything and start over with me?
Would you take my hand and never let me go?

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This is it.

It’s now. Or never.

My first proper blog post.

Finally.

I think the reason why my blog is so dead is because I don’t like to write. I have the ideas but not the words. I have the imagination but not the inspiration. I’m partially inspired but not at all motivated.

Or maybe I’m just lazy.

Anyways, this post is decided to;

The Crazy Weird One

Her Name : Natulah Nut Low Eng Chan Teow Yo Yo Yo Yo Yong Wassup Dawg Chai Tan Weng Hor Lee CatDog Li Squarepants Elisabeth Mary Danielle Geography Rockerfeller TimesSquare Honda Subaru Oh Ih.

Aka : Natulah Nut Low Eng Chan Teow Yo Yo Yo Yo Yong Wassup Dawg Chai Tan Weng Hor Lee CatDog Li Squarepants Elisabeth Mary Danielle Geography Rockerfeller TimesSquare Honda Subaru Oh Ih.

Nuff’ Said.

She is: My gila-gila partner. My awesome yet sometimes… friend. The one with the boobs. *does hand motions*. The girl who accidently “let go” of her exam paper from the second floor balcony. The girl who got her foot stuck in the dustbin. The girl with awesome drawing skills. The owner of that Natalie Land of hers. The owner of “Natalie ‘R’ Us” and “Natalie’s slaves”. The one with the weird dreams, dancing on french fries, anyone? The girl who came over at 7 in the morning and not let me sleep. The girl who puts 10 teaspoons of sugar into her coffee. The one you should find if your stationeries are missing,

“Natalie! Have you seen my pen?”

“No.”

“What are you holding?”

“Opps.”

Cheers to you, my good friend for updating my blog.