there's a hole in my pocket

i feel really cheesily inspired each time i listen to musik and do something.
like music takes out the monotony of many things in life.
sometimes when i check out the discs at stores i feel like moving left to right and singing along (in crooked key no doubt) at the top of my voice.

but alas, i am not that brave as to look like a shaking whimsical fool in the middle of borders/hmv.

borders has this scanner thing that is way cool. every disc has a tag you can scan at the listening station so you can have a listen to almost any cd.

valentines day is coming up, and i think chocolates are a WAY boring gift. sing a nice song in bad tune while randomly strumming a wooden guitar..ahh! you see, much better. voice not nice, but got sincerity! girl sure say you cute.

TRUST ME.

because! i am the doctor of love advice. hurhur.
flowers they die but i must admit are nice to recieve. so to save money, guy-folks, plant a flower tree in your backyard, every year can pluck from there and give. saves you heaps of money that you can otherwise spend for yourself and your newest electronic gadget.

well here i am making a general assumption that all guys Do like electronic gadgets. do they? well i am also assuming that if you were a boy-child you would also have loved transformers and loathed my little ponies and carebears which i absolutely used to love and will continue to like.

they are so pretty.

ok bye im gonna continue listenign to my funky songs on my funky little radio that i coerced my little sister into lending me. muahahahah.

psssst. i checked out pussycatdolls latest cd.
i think not bad! very surprisingly so.
tad carabet, tad rnb, tad musical, very funky lady flavour;
just like yours truly.

;) i wink and bow. bye!