I am envious of you two. Yes, be happy about it and give that can't-be-bothered smirk.
Would I be so selfless about another person and just do what it takes just for another person...? I guess I am a sucker for this kind of things as well. Maybe I still haven't noticed enough about myself.
Ya, I know. I am thinking a little too much once again. Heck, if I don't think then something is wrong with me.
If only, suckers stop sucking and start doing something else (more beneficial or what)...
It's getting more and more obvious to me that clinging onto those memories might not be working for me. It's like an artist painting the rest of the canvas without any paint.
I'm tired. My mind is going into a complex operation matrix.
Seriously, if only some people just bothered to care a little more about what they do.
Somehow, while being envious with you two also made me feel like lamenting. You're not that fantastic, loosen those egos of yours. And there's you whom I respect but I just can't understand at times... But yar... who am I to comment? We live and we learn. But if your guilty conscience doesn't ring when you read this, then don't bother. Everything in its time. The above probably was not meant for you in this time...
And there's you ar, you ar...
Emotions or Logic? Why do I feel happy when you're around? Must I seek reasons for every reaction from my mind? I must be missing out on something. Is it because I don't see a possible direction or destination? Maybe all I need is just some puny little words to satisfy this craziness. It's a bit too extreme to be called craziness. I need to sing.
I think singing is a form of yoga. Random thought.
Bo Ling ar!!! What you doing! You gotta face unafraid and live the Eskimo way~
It's time to makes calls, send emails, do my finance and get that rest I need.
| henry` needs his pair hop-a-long boots... |