I cannot wait for their tour, a three hundred and sixty revolving stage and trampolines, it cannot get any cooler. The other day, I got asked what kind of characteristic do I find in a boy. Truth be told, I haven't got a clue. I mean the basic ones stay - sensitive, witty humor, independent, blah blah blah - but I don't know.

Maybe I'm asking for too much.

Damn, I'm so tired. Stupid antibiotics. Nana and I miss cam-whoring. It shall happen one day, just like old times (: I honestly do not know what I blog about. Everything I need to say is pretty much in my diary already. Haha, yeah yeah, I have a diary. I'm a dork, big whoop.

Round Two, here I come.

Truth be told, I don't know how to let you go.
Truth be told, I don't know how to tell you I miss you.
Truth be told, I don't know if 'I love you' is enough right now.

I've been shielding my heart all this time.
I realise that now.
It's been too long since I've thought about you.
Maybe I just don't want the tears.
You're in front of me every morning.
But it's nothing more than a 'Hello'.
What happened to our never ending conversations?
What happened to our laughter?

We were inseparable. We were.
Now, maybe I want more than just a simple hug and a 'Hello'.
I want your friendship back.
I want to be able to hold you in my arms, and let the whole world know you're mine.
I want to be the cause of your smile.
I want to be at every one of your concerts and be the loudest there, screaming for you.
I want to be the first one that pops into your mind when you need help.

I want you.

Butterfly, fly away.

Hah, Disney has no talent my butt.
And I want Niley to just learn that they're meant to be.
I want to throw Justin into a rubbish bin,
and keep Niley in my pocket.