Sometimes, no matter how i try to be happy, i just couldn't force myself to do so. There are bond to be some tiny mini problems which will cause my mood to slide all the way downhill. However, deep down, i do not even understand myself. I am simply too complicated. I think too much. There are certainly pros and cons but for me, everytime when i think, my blood pressure is most likely to raise.

Another thing i realise is that nobody really know me very well too. My character, my temper and my personality. I guess this includes my mother, my girlfriend and all my friends. Deep down inside my body, there is a troubled soul waiting to be rescued. For a long time, I thought that that poor soul will finally be rescued but it turned out to be just my own dreaming.

Behind everybodies' face is a mask. Take me for example, i may look happy on the surface but the actual me had never once been really very happy. The face behind the mask could look horrible beyond imagination so i prefer looking at masks instead of people's real faces.

If my readers know me very well, i am sure that they will know i am angry now! That is the fact right now - I AM ANGRY. I am angry with a certain somebody whom i have very high hopes for. The high hopes includes freeing my tormented soul from all the suffering and making my real faces a really smiling face. But alas, such a certain somebody does not exist. It had all been my own wishful thinking. So what if i am angry? I am not significant to anybody. No one will feel my anger or care about it. So what for be angry? It will only lead to high blood pressure, heart attack and mental problems. I will not care. No one is worth my care anyway...