I can never quite catch my thought bubbles. Everytime I think of something to blog about, something that I'd like to keep hold of, it always slips away by the time I open blogger.

darn it.

Righto.
I wish I didn't bother so much.

Tap on your window, knock on your door. Would you make me feel beautiful?

I'm going shopping soon! =)

Why state the obvious and complain that no one can understand you?
Of course, no one's you.
So give others the benefit of the doubt when they fall short in their understanding.
If you truely understand this much, you wouldn't get mad.

My own

Focusing on what's yours to tackle and leaving what cannot be controlled aside makes life a lot easier. I think.

I miss Canada

It's about me now.

There's this new guy in the office.
His name is Larry.
I don't know how to talk to him.

Immaturity is a wasting and contagious diesease.

I'm sorry, there are no excuses.