and it's raining again

i think i'm the only one person around here that misses the heat wave we had not too long ago. too bad i always don't get what i want. but the rain offers a tiny bit of consolation. "after all, it's raining and i can't go out," i tell myself, when in fact, there isin't any place to go, or anyone to go out with me for that matter. everyone are either at work or school. or they just don't seem to be able to type a proper sms to reply me with.


i once read that people who are born blind can dream too. and they actually DO see something in their dreams. scientists say it's inherited memory. like when you put a worm in a maze, and after it finds it's way out, all of it's offspring will be able to do so as well without any difficulty. maybe the dream you had, about you fucking some hot babe. the one that felt so real, maybe it wasn't just a dream.


i realised that the 3540mb of space left on my zen micro is meant to be filled up. so i decided to outsource from the better artists of vans warped tour '04 i got from bin, and downloaded 38 songs.


zen micro random play all:
my michelle - guns n' roses