Something That A Small Part Of Me Wants To Believe

01/13/2013

SUNDAY
13th January 2013, 4.19 PM.

Something That A Small Part Of Me Wants To Believe Hey people!

I've no idea why but I can't connect to BloopDiary on my computer. And yes, my connection was perfectly fine. And I am still reading Mr Good Enough. But anyway. I'm at a restaraunt called "May Moon", which is not its real name ( ). They sell the BEST burnt fish there...LOL, the fish isn't burnt actually, but it's what we Malays call 'ikan bakar'. Anyway, IT IS SO DELICIOUS. It's like, one of three cooked fish that I approve of. The fish that I like to eat are 'ikan bakar' from only May Moon, 'ikan talapia' with only my mom's Sweet And Sour soup, and stingray. Yep, that's right, I'm a picky eater. So where is May Moon? It's along the row of shops that's right opposite Choo-Choo Complex (again, it's not the actual name), which is in Gay Lane (not actual name again). Why am I making up names? Well, I want to be safe.

I read two comments last night that were posted in DreamOreoCookies' entry. Here:
"Hon, not for nothing, but high school passes faster than you'll know. In a few years you won't even remember the things that annoy you now. If your friend is comfortable in her own skin, be happy for her. It's not the quantity of friends that counts. It's the quality." [K Huerta]
"Yeah I know. I know by the fact that when I read books that it's part of maturity." [DreamOreoCookies]

That got me thinking. Now, I'm not saying that Honeybee thinks I'm immature (though, she probably does LOL) but I was just thinking: "Am I really immature?" Most people who have experienced my crazy and annoying personality probably do. OK, so I do to. But I admit that there's a tiny bit of me that wants to believe that even though I act immature, my mind's not. I mean, if I'm given the chance to think before I do anything, just like I get to think before I type, would I still act immature? I guess you could say it's a 50-50 percent chance. The weird thing is, I'm like an on-off switch. When I'm around my friends, something turns my C&A (Crazy and Annoying) Personality on. When I'm not...I'm a different person altogether. OK, well, I'm still dreamy and lazy but...I don't know how to explain. Well. Actually, I only become a different person on the Internet. I can think before I type and turn into a more thoughtful person. You know what? I would very much like to be the person I am on the Internet in real life.

Well.

Have a nice day, everyone! ^u^

P.S. I'd like to thank Atropos for her advice. For so long I wanted some advice from a grown-up who's lived through the childhood phase of life but was afraid to ask the grown-ups that I know because they might not understand.




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