Month: October 2009

Sometimes I don’t mean what I write. Therefore, you shouldn’t believe each word that I write. I’m truthful, but not in the way you think.

I think I lack biotin again. I should start eating peanuts, cashews and almonds. Biotin deficiency could be the reason why my skin is so messed up. Eating fruits is not enough; nothing is ever enough. You can’t take care of everything at once. I’ve never been an attention seeker, and I hate those who Read More …

I’m a terrible friend. Do you know when you are a terrible friend? It’s when you view “friendship” as “business” and not something that comes from the heart. I need to explain this before being judged unless you have already judged me. I’ve been under a lot of pressure. Not logging in to Myspace and Read More …

She still acts very cold and distant. It doesn’t often happen that I want her to say something to me. She usually asks me about my work schedule or whether I’m going to buy bread in the morning– questions that used to annoy the hell out of me. I feel anxious. In our family, it’s Read More …

I have an announcement to make. I’ve concluded that I need to set myself free for a while from pressure, digital communication and social media. I don’t like how negative things have become in my life, and I hate how I treat people I love. I need more time with my head. So, I’m going Read More …

I tried to analyse my hostility against certain women, but I’m not a misogynist. I admit that I’ve been a hypocrite because I agree with Schopenhauer on many levels. Hell knows what I’m still denying. There’s so much spite going on, which I don’t want to share. This is to avoid you turning your back Read More …

It’s an unpleasant thing to witness your friends change. It’s my parents’ 26th anniversary. I no longer care about that, as it reminds me of the Bonsai plant that never made it. It’s not quite the autumn I was hoping for, but I love the melancholic atmosphere because it keeps other people inside while I Read More …

My sleeping routine has changed again. Bedtime is not between five and six a.m. anymore, but between three and four a.m. Nothing is ever regular with me. At least, I tend to listen to my body more than ever now. It knows what’s good for me. My head and heart are exhausted. But my stomach Read More …