Hi, my name is Kim. Better known my nickname Kim Campos. I currently live in Seri Maya Condominium, Setiawangsa. 18 years old. I came from a normal family. I would call myself a complicated person, but i'm sure we're all pretty complicated. and why would i call myself complicated? well thats a good question. Let me describe myself, or at least, what i know about myself: i dont get along with many people. I dont like to open up. I'm very reserved. I cant make decisions, choices drive me nuts. I'm honest i can be naive. I tend to contradict myself. I don't get entertained by things that most people get entertained by. I fear crowds, they freak me out. I'm selective. I'd rather go out at night than read a book. I'm actually stupid enough to spend money on my things. I'm constantly looking for that person who will complete me. I enjoy simple things. My favorite color, or shall i say shade, is purple. I love healthy food. I've got so many books that i doubt i'll never be able to read all of them. I find it hard to save up money. I dont like when people cancel on me. I dislike conceited people and selfish people. I love photography, although i doubt i will never become a photographer. i live at home with my parents and my siblings. I watch a lot of movies. i dont like when people pretend they know me, i dont even know myself yet and its been seventeen years. I like painting. People tend to hate on me. I dont model, most of my pictures on facebook and flickr are self-portraits. I dont give a f*ck when people are judgmental. I like to cook, but i usually turn my kitchen into a mess. I like to do sweet things for people i like. I don't watch tv. I usually walk too fast for people. i love to spend some time on my own. Thats all, i guess.

30 September 2010

Before going to sleep, im gonna post this

Day by day. I see the same scene each day. A scene from the blue sky. I saw them moving. Not the sky but the planes. I walk through out these days. *sometimes I take cab I watch people around. Some need help. Some need friends. Some need nothing. But me, I need food. I climb up the hill. I climb up the stairs. Not the wishing stairs nor the Miley’s the climb. Where I can greet those cute little monkeys *ceh! I want to meet her. I want to meet them. I want to meet all of them. Absolutely not the monkeys. She said sungai, I said taman. Then both need to say the mall for it was raining. Night by night. I listen to the same sound each night. A sound of thought. Not so distractive one. Though a month had just passed. The sound becomes even louder. Then I shout , home! I miss you! Just in the heart. Goodnight.