Let me apologise for what I'm about to say.

"Things I want to say to you get lost before they come,
the only thing that's worse than one is none..."

I don't know why I keep coming back here, talking to no one. I don't understand why about anything anymore. Not that it really matters why, it's just in my nature to want to know.

I think Buddha was right about so many things, and I wish I could be more pure in that way. I wish I stuck to my guns more. I wish I re-read my first blog this year, because I had forgotten quite a lot of what I'd written that were pretty important to remember.

Sometimes people get the wrong idea about me. Chances are, you don't know me at all, and you never really have. I wish you wouldn't say things that aren't true. I mean, being completely honest (though I know it sounds ridiculous), I don't bitch about you. I don't say things unless I know for a fact that they're true. It's hardly fair. And it's not that I really care what people say or think about me in the beginning or the end, I just expect that a friend could be trusted. But enough with bitterness, I have to let go. I have to break away from this habit.

LIVE AND LET LIVE, right? Or nah? I wish we could all just give up on the things that make us sad, angry, possessive and horrible. I don't really mean me here either. Some people worry too much, others, not enough. Find balance. Some people I know can be so two faced. Trust me, when I do things, they are not designed to hurt you. I'm not like that. I can't change you though, and you can't change anyone else either, so just accept it and move on.

I think I want to be a psychiatrist. OMG, I spelt that right! Haha, yes, anyway. Being a pretty good listener, and already thinking about why people do the things they do... seems like the right path, yes?

Oh well, I'm out to watch Pride and Prejudice for the thousandth time. :)

Stephhiiiiiee