weekend

the week has been pretty hectic. my mind is cluttered with too many pieces of random information. too many odds are running against me....but i'm telling myself i can pull it through.

and sigh. i do not think there's anything wrong with me. but every time the subject is brought up, this flashes across my mind: why does nothing i do ever seem right to her? is the problem what is wrong with me? or is it what is wrong with her? or should i blame it on our 8 characters? perhaps they clash. perhaps some people just simply cannot get along with each other. perhaps some people are just meant to HATE some people.

i have become significantly less stubborn after leaving my school days behind and learning the way of life. however one belief that i persist in would be to never have to tailor make myself to suit another, ie. to be fake.

yes, so perhaps i cant tame the volcano, but i suppose i can try not to fan the flames.

spent the afternoon at cafe del mar with boyfriend. sun was freaking hot today and i've a nice tan now. i feel 3/4 refreshed.