glorified tweets

What I like about life and the universe is that when I set my mind on to something, things just fall into place.

When you’re vain, everything’s about you.

Thank you for those kind words ♥

In a community where people habitually backstab each other, is there such a thing as loyalty?

The great thing about social interaction is that you get to see just how vile your personality really is.

Is it still worth fighting for? If I don’t get it, would it lessen my credibility? Losing is never easy. This is the first time I really wanted something. This is the first time I craved recognition. Will I forgive myself for letting it go?

One thing is for certain: I go through phases. There was the Sweet Valley phase in grade school and high school, followed by Christopher Pike. I’d buy as many books my allowance will allow, borrowing the others from friends and cousins. It was the same with John Grisham, Anne Rice, Erich Segal and Lillian Jackson Braun.

Then I got into dolls. I hoarded Pinkies like there’s no tomorrow, except I do know there’s tomorrow since I plan to sell my hoard for a profit one day.

My love for books hasn’t waned, but I have gone through several authors and series. My love for toys is still there — after all, how can you resist such cute stuff? But I have learned to restrain myself from buying.

Now it’s my traveling that’s tethering on the edge. Don’t get me wrong, I still have a gazillion places to visit in my list, except now, I don’t feel that urgency to do it NOW. To tell you truth, I don’t feel any urgency to go anywhere in the near future.

My only problem with daydreaming is reality.

I wonder… do other people care too much or am I just really that uncaring?

It’s easier to pass judgement than to understand other people’s circumstance.