you like to be surrounded by four solid walls.
you are a shy, idealistic person who does not find it easy to have relationships, especially intimate ones.
you are diplomatic, objective, and live in the present.
you are not very reserved, impatient, self-confident and fond of action.
you enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.

take this if you have two minutes to spare.

in my abrupt manic outbursts, i chose to hide myself.

forgetting something is so difficult because in order to force yourself to not think about it, you must first, identify the object or matter that you are trying to forget, then focus on eradicating from your mind.

so, always think in terms of positives - try keeping your mind occupied with something else instead - then you will just need to keep concentrating on that thing. it speeds up the process. ((:

ive never felt this close to the end.

i just hope i hit the bottom soon.

if you take a pencil and draw one full circle,

you find yourself back at the point at where you have started, with your pencil tip blunder perhaps.

i like the sound of your name on my lips.

i love shopping and getting around on my own nowadays - i dont have to stop at some shop to wait for any friend who may want to look at something which i am not interested in; i can spend as much time as i want at any place without worrying that i may be boring someone; i dont have to convince anyone to go anywhere with me; i can just keep walking without any destination in mind; i dont get the temptation to eat; when im tired, i can either unwind on a long bus ride and watch the world slip behind me, or chill out at a cafe and indulge in a good read; i dont have to talk to anybody, or smile when i dont feel like it; i can be totally random, totally lost, but totally in control.

and the solitude that they have granted me.

i must have forgotten how much i used to like you.

i remember those mornings when i would spring out of bed no matter how tired i might be feeling, because going to school used to be so, exciting. i remember peeping through the puny glass windows whenever i walk along the corridors of the school, in hope that i would catch your silly face looking lost in class. i remember searching through the the canteen crowd, and delibrately choosing the queue which you are in, no matter how lousy the food is. i remember sitting beside you during lunch, and becoming extremely self-conscious as i scoped the food on my spoon, and put it in my mouth. i remember waiting for you at the bench, and feeling my heart skip as i watched you walk hurriedly towards me. and i will always, always remember how i used to smile for you, at you, and together with you. ((:

memory is choosy. memory is selective.
and happy songs makes me remember only the happy moments. ((:

my life feels like a melodrama on repeat mode, with so many dreary episodes played over and over again.

so everyone did lie in the end.

but the person who gives himself away before the others, loses.

(she may have lost but she won anyway.)

have you ever been so confused by what you really are that you stop searching for the answers because you know that you will never find a definite one.

after all, not everything has to be black or white all the time. theres always grey, and different tones of grey.