I’m the type of person who constantly looking back at what I’ve said and how I’ve acted, and feel how unlike me it is. Probably one day, I’ll read a post on my blog or tumblr and think, “Haha, who is this idiot?” When I am the author.

but I like “being alone around people.” Sometimes I crave the basic comfort of just seeing someone near me. We might not even be speaking, just sitting in the same room and doing separate things. That’s just fine.

Feeling a bit uninspired today. Listening to Clap Your Hands Say Yeah songs. This is one of my favorites. The music is quirky yet still catchy.

I want to be a bird. Birds fly. Birds live. Birds love. Birds die. They can fly high. They can fly low. They can always watch things differently. They could fly and perch on a cloud, watching the world from the highs. They can come closer and watch the special moments of life so close. They can be everywhere or just anywhere. I’ll love being a bird. Instead of just watching afternoon fade throughout evening behind my tiny window.

Lunch with dad at Burger King.

Angus Steak Burger: $3.39
Whopper JR.: $1.29
Fries: $1.29
Lemon Tea: $1.09
Coke: $1.39

Watching my crazy dad build a spaceship out of our trash: Priceless.

Just back from the airport picking up my grandma and my cousin. No matter how many times I pick up somebody from the airport, I am always amazed with airport people. When I’m waiting somebody or waiting my flight on the airport, I prefer enjoying a cup of coffee while watching the people. I also just like watching the plane take off and wondering where they are all going. Or maybe seeing other people’s lousy face when they’re arrived and finally smiling when they finally met their family. So exciting.

I want a tattoo. I’ve wanted the same tattoo in the same place, a little spade on my wrist. There is nothing special with it but I just simply in love a spade shape. I want the tattoo because I’m a person who tends to dwell on the bad things in life and I often losing grip of myself. I think it would be nice to have tattoo as a totem. To be a constant reminder that this is my body. As Dr. Seuss says, that I have brain in my head. I have feet in my shoes. I can steer myself any direction I choose. I am on my own. And I know what I know. And I am the one who’ll decide where to go. Then I should believe in myself and everything will be just fine.

—As seen here.

Yes. Sometimes I feel alone even when people care. Because I have reasons. Besides that, I’m not good enough at legitimizing my feelings, I also dislike pretending. So I prefer keeping a distance and fade slowly into somewhere then comeback when I’m feeling okay.