I was feeling hungry, so I ate some potato wedge fries and a horrible cheese burger which I couldn't finish it. I sat for a while and looked at the rest of the cheese burger. A strong feeling of nausea in my stomach made me sick. Urgh, perhaps cheese is not quite my thing, I mean those cheesy type.

Life's been good to me lately, except the fact that people always take things for granted, especially the good things. It's indeed a very bad attitute, though I have a bit of that attitute, too. The relentlessness of mine ain't a difficulty for me to achieve what I want, cause I'm tolerable, yet a little selfish. Oh God, what am I talking about. Must be the Clarinase. It makes me feel groggy. And it's addictive...


Isn't it wonderful that we're all so young and we have all our lives before us.
Think wisely, my dear friends. You're not always right even if you think you have the greatest personality.

"He/She may not have learned much, but at least he/she has learned to give up the search for perfection, whether it be though sainthood or romantic love."

Simple joys are best, as any intelligent self-lover knows.

What an egoist I must seem in the preceeding pages. But am I so exceptional? We must live by the light of our own self-satisfaction, through that secret vital busy inwardness which is evne more remarkable than our reason. Thus we must live unless we are saints, and are there any?

Our life is a story; our life is a dream. What is important is to enjoy our time in this reality, to live in happiness while we are alive.

The question is: What are you going to do with your story? My choice is to write my story with truth and with love. What's yours?