it's reality how people can be so ironic in their lives. they preach about something, but their actions make it worse-or they don't do anything at all. it's kind of like, wanting to do something but just too lazy to reach out and do it.

i want to donate some money to the victims in myanmar. but i'm extremely hesitant due to the fact that i'm weary where the money actually goes. after all, half of the money that people donates usually disappears to only god knows where. perhaps i should take the step where i actually make sure that they do go to the victims.

don't you find it fascinating that the world revolves around you and not you that revolve around the world? doesn't that count for something? i guess in a way it makes us special because at least something is moving around for you.

on another side topic, i always wondered what is it like to get banged down by a car. stepping off the pavement at the last moment when a car speeds by. the impact that makes you feel alive before... passing out? it's highly amusing that you feel the most alive before you're actually dead. not that i have any experience. but my quirky self does wonder.