i visited a few blogs, ended up at rong jun's blog, saw pictures of all three of my identification cards, and reminded me of how we took out all our cards and laughed like crap at one another. really side splittin. actually the pictures weren't half as funny, its rong jun's comments that were funny. the first pic with three od my ids went along the lines of, "look how vic transformed from this thing to the vic today, and the second had me munching on chips on barbeque night and it was entitled oblivious vic munchin on chips, and the best part was i never remembered taking those photos.
and i felt like maybe it ain't right for me to read his blog, afterall he gives me a feelin that he's quite a private person. i did anyway, and you know readin people's blog really makes one appreciate that each one of us has our own feelings, moods and thoughts, and a private and public self. i don't know, its like suddenly they are not just faces to me, they are people with feelings like me.
had a monstrous night, all started out from the michael bolton's concert, but spiralled very ridiculously out of hand. i don't know, sometimes i think too much for him, its instinctive and its something i can't control. and i feel very underappreciated when the response is you are just digging some problem out of nothing. i'm a real person, why don't people accept things and problems as being real for me. there's no one worth keeping beside you ultimately.
and then sometimes i wonder if my friends remember i exist in this deceitful world.