So sometimes it happens this way when you least expect it too. Or maybe you expect it when you least want it to happen. You are faced with numerous perspectives, but only 2 comes to mind; To embrace the outcome no matter how disastrous it may be, or To avoid it at all costs.

But there's no other way isn't it? If you take into consideration too many perspectives, you go berserk. So you select the simplest. The choice is obvious. If you're kiasu, you Embrace the outcome. If you're kiasee, you Avoid it.

I? I did nothing stated above. I don't accept fate, and I won't ignore it. I take it on my way. (:

Seriously, if you try to dig emotions out of me, I will only display anger, and that usual euphoria. Maybe sadness too. But nothing more. Its a habitual thing, a physical reflex I conditioned myself to do. Feelings are kept close to my heart, and its hidden right underneath slabs of fats and lean meat. Can't figure and you prolly never will. Assume but you will never be reassured. It comes along with that cold blood that runs in my veins I guess.

Then I realize I get upset with myself when I bottle up too much. I haven't found that consolation I've been seeking at times like these. The pursuit of sensitivity so distinct has disheartened me so many times. Maybe, you're just not it.

Too many feelings. Emotions are running away with me.


Shopping Galore HUURAY. (:
note: The Gigantic Glasses cost $22.90

Sylvia. Syl. And someone you'll never expect me to be.