Monday, May 12
for once
So as i was saying, we walked down memory lane. But I, completely, lost my way there.
I wandered into the 1967 times, only to find the tape recorder lying around. When i told the girls about it, for once, i felt that there are people in this cruel world who took me seriously and made me feel so contented. They listened to what i had to say, without having negative thoughts about my wrondoings despite the fact that it is solely WRONG. Well, some people might think that i am a two-faced person, that i lack of other better qualities, i am imperfect all the time.
But hey, guess what? I am just another human living my life. So you lead yours, thank you.
I feel the need to ask someone to smack my face with a wok.
I think this is called umm... moodswing.