Sometimes you feel bad when you've done something bad to someone. Yes, I do feel it sometimes. But this time, I really feel that everything's just meant to be as it is and I'm going to leave it as it is because everytime when we talk to each other, we quarrel. It's stupid to talk to someone whom you can't click with, and after having so many chances, you still cannot ever ever click. It's the fault of both people. And I think it's just better to just stay away before something catches fire. I am so glad that we aren't talking anymore.

I feel kinda like I've been dragged on the ground with my hands attached to the end of a moving object. I'm just so tired. I want to go to the Bavaria and live there forever in solitarity! Where the most famed fairy tale road is. I just want to cycle the road everyday without a complete care in the world. To look at the mountains in all its majesty, the silvery clouds floating blissfully above you, the flowers swaying softly in the wind, the green of the forest in sync with the sky, the sun beaming all its warmth down on us, the birds singing their song, the stars shining with all its luminosity, like they're all moving together with the grand orchestra of nature. To feel the love that God has for us, with all the nature that he has created. The cold spring morning, the warm summer sunshine, the bite of the autumn wind, the cold of winter enveloping you in a hug. Just to feel all these...it'll be the ultimate.

I absolutely cannot stand poser guys who gets totally galled when someone just ignores them. It's like they expect the entire world to notice them and then to look up to them. Dream on, dude. You are so egoistic people would notice you for the wrong reasons. I mean, it's not like you're Brad Pitt or some good-looking dude like Michael Phelps, so please, just mellow down and act like a normal human being, because you're not from Hollywood [not that all Hollywood people deserve a once-over] or because you're some great athlete. Because you are not.

I'm going to eat Swensen's Ice Cream tomorrow again. HAHA. There's cross country tomorrow. I am going to totally conk out.

These few days have been a complete frenzy, and frenzied will they ever be.

I don't want to run to you, just to be with you.
I want to fly.