i'm overly sensitive. it's both a postitive and negative result. something it's so within me and that when i finally said it out loud, i feel as though it's the greatest achievement i ever had.

i have problems thinking about what other people think about me. it's selfish in a way, but i can't seem to help it. it's as though i've already evolved into it.

it was great today. laughing till my stomach hurts. kept me off what i was thinking for awhile. stupid things sometimes make your day.

mos rocks. i swear, very soon i'm going to eat everything there. right now my breath smell of mos chesse burger.

my brother's back from china- something he said kinda struck me. he told me that the dog at his girlfriend's house is more lovable than the dog in our house. and now he loves that dog better than this dog. if dogs can understand, i would truly think it's cruel. it's like abandoning your own baby. something like this.

and now i'm thinking, if let say anyone get's tired about everything and everyone, wouldn't that be sad? not caring for something or someone just cause that person has run out of your interest. it's heartless cold, yet very true. humans will always be humans. tired of something unless that particular interest is so interesthing and fill with so many things to explore. i guess i got to admit, i'm guilty of that. to tell you the truth one day, i'm so bloody afraid i just get tired of film. as they say future lays unexpected, but i must lay my future, or else there wouldn't even be one.

be optimistic. my new rule.