Reflection

Sometimes don't you wish could just say anything to anyone? ANYTHING?

Sometimes I feel like screaming. sometimes people just don't get things. I am tired of spelling everything out for them.

I feel like a bitch now.

but I do think that PMS is a valid excuse.

I feel like I'm having some sort of quarter-life crisis; where you feel like nothing is going right and that you wish you could just scream and hopefully, the vibrations (whuuut) will make everything fall into place.

my post is written with bad English? I don't even have the will to do anything about it at this moment.

garlic is being fried in the kitchen right now. it smells so good. I think I'm a little happier than when I started this post. cos I love garlic.

people have their moments of solidarity, where they contemplate about life and what the hell they are REALLY doing. I have those moments when I'm driving or showering. oh but I had one when I was painting my nails just now. the appalling paint-job on my fingernails will tell you how much I have on my mind.

school, relationships with people and everything else in between.

school. this semester brought about the most disgusting work load ever since I got into UB. the second last semester. I am happy and sad at the same time.

SO happy that the work will be over soon. but sad cos I won't be around some of the most amazing people I've ever met. (note to FCC: you guys are in a different league) UB has been the most fun I've ever had in school. but 90% of my awesome friends will either be graduating early or heading over to Buffalo. school is going to be an empty shell in my final semester. I'm trying not to be emo about it. but it's not working, yo.

ok I'm gonna get ready for dinner now.

Driving "photography"

No myth at all.

"All at once, the world can overwhelm me.

There's almost nothing that you could tell me

that could ease my mind.

Which way would you run?

When it's always all around you?

And the feeling lost and found you again -

A feeling that we have no control."

Sometimes it feels like a heart is no place to be singing from at all.

Tungsten

The Konica Couple