Basically, I'm just not someone easily satisfied, come emotional terms.
In other words, I'm probably just the average jealousy-prone ass, sensitive monster, and petty freak.
It's sad but I'm serious and admitting up to this with no pun intended, no sarcasm induced, and not an ounce of offence meant.
In a way, it's about how things develop over time, how thing fold over one another, double fold again, and maybe, triple fold and more. It's about the rejections, it's about the distances, and it's about my immaturity.
I know, and I recognise, but I never did a shit other than folding over it again, and overlooking it as far as I possibly can.
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Studied at the airport with My Retarded Stupid (attained Nirvana) friend, Bishirich today. haha details later when we've finally collated all our photos. hahaha.
Dinner with baby, then we went shopping at Ikea and Giant Hypermart, which 99% resembles Malaysia. hahaha.
Cookies and cream, Regi @10:50 PM