December 10, 2009
I knew I can't tell him how to eat his chips, but hey, a bit of cooperation, por favor, so we can make it through the night. Anyhow, no band-aid needed anymore. Now I am cured... Maybe I am reasonably happy too.
But it's so much dullness around... and patterns wear me out. Ah! can't we die temporarily? I bet my life will be more interesting.
[sigh] Until then... I will be mine.