Sometimes I feel like I'm not an inhabitant of this depleting earth that we all live in. I feel like I'm peering into this water globe with all that sweet music. And in the globe, it just shows the life of people, and I'm on the outside and everyone's on the inside. And I'm the alien wondering why things happen. Why even the most apparent things to some like 'Why do boys like girls?', 'Why do guys stare at girls?' and vice versa. I feel so not human.

But then I wondered: is it human to have a crush? I suppose so. I seem to be having all these weird thoughts nowadays. It's like, I'm just looking at things happening between people and it's like an experiment. An experiment in which I just observe.

And I know why now I kinda dislike some boys who are like, sec1 or 2? They are so immature. Dude, it's not fun pushing your mate toward a girl and when he loses his balance, he falls on that girl. It's embarrassing for both people and it just makes you so transparent and people look down on you. Note: look down on you. Not cool. Definitely not cool.

I so love to hear Leaving on a jet plane. It sounds so practical. With all that relationship stuff and just life. Like, wanting to just take off somewhere and runaway to somewhere new and start afresh. The cheapest and easiest way to end off everything. Okay, that's my interpretation of the song. I can totally feel that songwriter's feeling, for some parts. Not that I'm going to wear a wedding ring. I have this distinct feeling that's not the way to interpret the song. But whocares. I like, I interpret.

It's the day before English exams and my expression is totally way off. God bless me.

Hearing more of the song makes me really want to leave.

The thing is, I don't know where. And I don't want to tell anyone where I'm going. I just want to go and go and go and go and go and go and go . . .

And leave on a plane to Scotland. I want to go there. From what I believe, it's supposed to be a slow-mo village place. And just want to go to this place of refuge and just stay there.

On second thoughts. I'll definitely miss my best buds. Maybe I'll kidnap them there =)

Doesn't it sound so selfish? I think I'm on an intense reflective mood. Blame the song. Blame all those songs I hear. Blame everything but me.

That is so self-centered.

I think I really just want to waste space. And I saw the Emmys. Wassername? I don't know, some name. She dresses real well. Not Paula Abdul, though. She seems like she's losing the 'look young always' battle. And yet, she still dresses like she's in her early thirties. Well, some people are just ageing. She can age with grace, you know, like Princess Grace Kelly.