Some people have nothing better to do than to start fights in a community.  
I just want to run them over with my car......but why stoop to their level. 

Gotta go find some fluffly stories to read.

I've been gone from the internet for awhile, one reason is to jump into my readings and studies whole-heartedly, and well, the other reason is to re-evaluate my friendship with a lot of people. Sometimes I find myself taking everything too personal, and it hurts. Perhaps everything will be lighthearted if I don't take everyone so seriously. I'm always the type to have trouble with friendship.

It's funny the way people are. When it comes to their own benefits or something that concerns them, they want it done right away. However when it comes to returning the favor, they take their sweet time. Take for instance, my brother. He would always ask me to correct his works. He would give me a certain span of time, sometimes 20 minutes, sometimes 1 hours. And being the dorky sister, I get it done during those given times. However, when I want digital pictures sent to me, it takes him a whole week. How fucking fair is that? Family members always end up taking advantage of you. I'm sure sometime in my life, I've taken advantage of them too, but when it comes to correcting his damn papers I want my damn pictures! I just realized how many times I've been taken advantaged of, but to hell with it. No matter what he does to me, I still love him and I still end up correcting his papers. Damn.

Birthdays, birthdays, and more birthdays. I love them by the way, don't get me wrong, but this month is one crazy birthday month. My little cousin is 9 today and my mother's birthday is tomorrow..she's turning 40. I'm thinking about getting her clothes, because good god, she can't get enough. I think her wardrobe is bigger and grander than mine- heck, she even threatened me that if I ever decided to move away, she's going to turn my dear room into her other walk-in-closet! I was completely appalled, and I don't quite understand why anyone could love clothes so much. I mean, I love clothes, but my mother will beat me by far. She's an amazing women though..maybe I will get her a purse on top of that.

I decided that I didn't want to work tomorrow. I mean, it's my mother's birthday, and it's the day I get this nagging feeling in my stomach, the kind that makes me not want to go to work. So, tomorrow, I plan on calling in, maybe do a little room cleaning..and well, when Brian visits me later on in the evening, I will ask him to take me to the mall.

So they say the beginning of the relationship is like your honeymoon. I surely am not in accord with that. The beginning of my relationship with Brian certainly was not a honeymoon- I believe that the so-called "honeymoon" occurs when one is in full trust and love for the other. But then again, one should not compare or base others' experiences with one's, for that will only make one a very bitter and unhappy person.

I am a very routinely person. Especially when it comes to the place I eat. Most afternoons, I walk to the corner deli and order the usual. Two Vietnamese ladies run that little deli shop and when I enter every other week, they give me a big smile and a nice discount.

I am also a very unreasonable person. I get mad when my boyfriend doesn't im me right away or doesn't pick up my phonecalls right away. I don't consider the fact that he might be away or doing something else. I want want want, and I am not satisfied when things don't go my way. That is why I deserve to sulk in my own miseries sometimes. But hey, that is part of life, at least my life.

Wow my first journal entry. I'm so proud of myself.

I wish I had something interesting to write about but nothing special happened today. It's just another ordinary day in my life.

Omg *yawning* I need to go to sleep or else I'll fall asleep in my class tomorrow.