Saturday, March 29, 2008

Smart guy but shallow. Cannot complain. At least, he's honest with me. I shouldn't judge him. It's his life, his desire, so his decision.

If I didn't live this far away, probably, he wouldn't open to me this much.

A lot of things happened at W. Bethel. Why am I full of bad memories?

Bad memories hurt... but, actually, good ones hurt even more.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

I drive everyday but when I think about it I don't remember much what happens while I am driving each time. I remember closing the gate, leaving the house and before I know, I am at the parking ticket booth where I have to interact with another person.

I have probably been in an auto mode, plus sleep mode.

The meeting was so boring. My mind always went away. I had to bring it back several times, many times in each 15 minutes. Nothing interests me now.

I have these series to kill time and to posseses my mind. After these series, I have no idea what else to do. I don't know what I've been doing this passing year. How did I pass all those time?

Sometimes, it's good to be stupid but most of the time it sucks.

Good that I have someone who will always listen to me, love me. With this good thing, I can forget most of bad things. I am good at forgetting things anyway though the feelings never leave.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Sala, 15 years to grow until we see its flower. Pink and yellow, like our high school colors.

Isolated myself from others. Don't know why but that's what I feel like doing. Keep only the ones with similar personalities, the ones who don't like to socialize much with others.

Prefer to be alone most of the time. Feel lonely sometimes, and bored, but better stay this way than bringing disappointments into life.

Some people can love easily and many at the same time. I am not anything better. I love only one but can be with many at the same time. I know what I am doing. I know how I feel. I know what I should do. And I know what will happen. I don't know now what to do when it happens but I will know.

Sala, it smells very sweet. I want to pick and keep it in my pocket so I can admire it anytime I want. But sala can die so fast, like any other good thing in life. It can stay only short peroid of time then it goes away. Never expect anyting to return because even if it does, it won't be the same.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

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