Listening: Golden Path by Chemical Brothers feat. the Flaming Lips
Doing: crying like shit..
Wearing: my school uniform...
Thinking: "huaaaaaaaa.... blacky... come back..... hixx..." ;__;
Some stupid shit bastard took my dog!!! huaaa...my dog ran away when i got back home.. we thought he'd come back like usual... well he did. But some stupid fuck took him away with his motorcycle... My maids were crying like hell! Both of them search everywhere even to the other block and it was raining too!!! shittt!!! VQ and I looked for him too... we found nothing...
I called my dad and told him everything. He was furious.. he kept blaming us about how we never try to chase him when he got away, how we never wait for him to come back and how we close the gate instead of letting it open for him to get in. He kept saying about there's no use for us to cry cuz he was very sure that my dog would never be found. He said that the dog would probably got captured and eaten. ARGH!!!!!!
Then we, I mean VQ and me started crying.. I was afraid to tell my grandma.. She loves Blacky very much! She always thought Blacky as one of our family members... She isn't in a good condition now. She git stokred twice and she had been difficult to talk and walk since then. I mean, sometimes I don't even know what she is talking about. I was so scared to tell her about Blacky. I'm scared that she would get sick again because of that shocking news.
God, what should I do???
out of the darkness and into the sun 9:48 PM
