eating fast food twice a week is a definite nono. god i really got to cut down on it. it's unhealthy and sickeningly horribly oily. but yet in the end everyone resort to that. (cause i guess it's quick and convinient)

i'm fed up. very soon i got to get that damn notebook which i really wanted. i have so many thoughts that i want to write down and when i finally do, i forget all my scribbles within me.

recently i realize (again, yes i know) how connected this strange weirded out world is. like how probably the paths and roads of each designated sign end up somewhere and cause of the engaging darnkness you feel like tracing the path. i guess i'm running out of ideas, but perhaps it's what i usually think about.

weird thing is, sometimes i must wonder whether i psyched myself thinking i have tons of problems and just thinking on trying to have burden down my back cause i have absoultely zero. as they say, humans love seeking troubles. but hey, i'm a human too. and i guess i got to accept sometimes i do, cause it makes me wonder and learn more about the 'human concept'

it's amazing, really that the sounds of crickets and insects together with the music of the road can bring a sycrhonize harmony that sounds strangely like pure music.