Wednesday, January 25, 2006.

I'm feeling rather bitter. But then again, who would care how I feel?

I don't get why everyone knows but me. Yesterday, during the outing, then today again, for the phototaking. Don't tell me it rhymes I'd give you a smack in the face.

Dejection is a horrible feeling, and I bet there're some blessed souls out there who never ever felt this way.

For me, I feel it often enough, but I'm still NOT immune to it. Why? I wonder so too.

Can't help it if I was stoning throughout the eating session. I do not like to engage in conversations which are utterly pointless. The worse thing is that the people who are doing the talking do not give a damn about your existence. I seriously ABHOR that feeling.

Too many people take others for granted. How I wish a resounding smack will deliver them some understanding, and enable their closed eyes to be a wee bit more alert. A wee bit is enough to give them the 100% stereoscopic vision. Ch.

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