Diary.

u know what, i just realized something. ever since i created this blog, i stopped writing my diary! that explains why everything i posted here are full of emotion, things that u usually write in a diary, somewhere private, for your eyes only, not here. so that when you read back what you wrote in your diary, although u might feel like banging your head on the wall because of your stupidity, u won't feel so embarassed, because it's only you who have read it. that's what diaries are for. im sorry. i'll try to keep my feelings to myself and my dear diary in the future.

i like the song "diary" by Bread.

I wish I have a human thought translator. u know, like the one in the movie cartoon "Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatball". that is one hilarious cartoon by the way. well it's actually a monkey thought translator. it's a device to know what a monkey is thinking. but you can use it on human too. like when he used it on his dad. and then only he knows that his dad is actually proud of him but just never said it out loud. i would probably use it on men. it's just so hard to know what's going through that handsome head of theirs sometimes. those who said women are complicated creatures clearly havent met the opposite gender yet. women are not that hard to understand. if you wanna know what's truly in a women's heart, read her diary :)