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    For a Good Cause...


    The underloading of information overload

    Why is it that every time I finish a marketing exam, the brain cells just refuse to function? Whatever.

    Decided to post an entry of a survey I found. It's the best my capabilities can do after marketing. Good Lord.

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    1. Tell us, what is your future plan?
    +Define future. My day planner's got stuff written for the week. If you're asking me about my life, death, and the stuff that comes in between those, I don't plan that far ahead.

    2. Planning to get married. If yes, when? If no, why?
    +I plan to get married to Johnny Depp but he's with Vanessa so... yeah. You know... I know right. Hahaha

    3. What's your dream that you'll know you will never achieve?
    +It's "you know," dearie... I don't know? All of them. I lost the drive to do whatever it is I planned on doing with my life.

    4. Tell us your favourite place to have vacation, honeymoon, relaxing you mind.
    +IDK. Anywhere but here?

    5. Do you believe in romance all the time in a relationship?
    +I believe in... the fact that people get tired easy, even in relationships. That sometimes all those romance stuff eventually become boring so couples fight, argue, and tear each other apart just for the sake of having something new in their lives. Everyone needs a break from their routines, and sometimes relationships ARE a part of the routine.

    6. Do you think you have contribute something to the world?
    +No? Lol. IDreallyK.

    7. What kind of music that describe you best?
    +There isn't one kind of music to describe me best. I'm a melancholic sanguine. I'm bipolar. In the words of Hannah Montana, "The best of both worlds." (Not that I watch Hannah Montana.) (Defensive, much?)

    8. What do you think of having children?
    +I'd love to be a mom but I'd like to spare myself from the whole giving birth part. Who in the world wants to pee, poop, and scream in front of people? Not to mention that they probably would have to cut open the bajingo to help the baby get out. No thank you. I have a low threshold of pain. I'll do an Angelina and adopt... or something like that. I could always steal a baby. Lol.

    9. Describe yourself in one sentence.
    +I'm complicated.

    10. Would you like to say something to someone special in your heart? (Besides your family. Could be your best friends or girlfriend/boyfriend)
    +Something.

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    You know the drill: I promise to write something more... something the next time I find the time to write.

    Ciao my ♥
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    A Poem

    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    By Robert Frost




    Whose woods these are I think I know.
    His house is in the village, though;
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow.



    My little horse must think it queer
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    The darkest evening of the year.

    He gives his harness bells a shake
    To ask if there's some mistake.
    The only other sound's the sweep
    Of easy wind and downy flake.

    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
    But I have promises to keep,
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.



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