it's amazing how people's life can be so interesting. especially when yours is particularly not. i think i'm just a person who's curious in other people life due to lack of better things to do. or that my life is pretty - ordinary.

then again, be careful what you wish for right?

anyway, yesturday was a blast. although i spent plenty of money, (i think these days that's the only time where you actually have a blast. what in the world happen to salvation?) it was fun and the main thing was i felt happy. like not just happy happy, but sincerly happy. ah, hope you get what i meant.

well it wasn't the part of money i suppose. was the companionship of friends. friends that actually make you laugh till you cry.

hey i can't help it if my friends have a wry sense of humor.

a sudden thought came. so what you have all the money in the world but you feel cold, lonely with no one around you to spend your money with but just with, well, youself? wouldn't that suck.

oh, and out of curiousity, does anyone actually feel that your mind is like a battlefield? like these two voices in your head fighting with each other. oh don't worry, they're not others. just yours. both yours. *gulps* i hate it when that happens. i feel as though i'm this weirded out person with two voices talking in my head. of course i'm well aware of it. and i just tell myself: "shut up zong!"

amazingly, it does.