today i learn that when you keep something from someone you don't normally keep things from, you'll find yourself jabbering irrelevant subjects, often circling dangerously close to whatever you are keeping... until you accidentally spit it out... wrapped in wrath and disappointment with your own inability to keep it... yet somehow you'll make it sounds like you are mad towards the person you've been keeping it from... thus possibly followed by nagging...

whenever i think of them, i come to a big why to which there is no because.

ps. the sentence above is in correct english and don't even try starting an argument on that or question my education.

don't you just hate it when people take one look at you -or your hair colour or your nail or your shoes or your dress or even your spouse- and in that instant... decides that they have got a complete and undeniably accurate idea of who you are?

i bloody detest that.

the ideas formed in their heads are mostly about who they are, formed by their own insecurity. and that's that. nothing more. i.e. if you wear black whenever you feel fat, you would probably go around telling anyone who wears black they look skinny.

if you love money or fame or porn or your cameras or that clever little idea you've just come up with -or maybe yourself- you'd be so afraid of losing it because you think that's what everyone else live for too.

human and their self-centered, self-occupied mind.