had a dream ytd....

no wonder they call it a dream...

its not real....

but it seemed so real...

the joy i had was real...

but the heartache i had when i woke up was even more real....

down 13 stories... to tpy central n back... up 13 stories.... owww. leg tired... but i'll continue.. for myself n ....

*come on u lazy bum, go excersise more!

roger that! Cssshhh!

this feeling just s****... not me... not me... it's just not me???.... why??? i just don't understand... why.... why not me???

later's competition...

on one hand i hope to win... so i'll be able to... but... he'll... then.... i'll....

on the other hand... if i don't win... he'll..... but i still will be able to.... but... he'll.. then i'll.....

so am i thinking too much?...





yes..

sometimes i really hate myself.


sometimes i really don't know myself.


sometimes.... i don't even want to be me...


i want to be someone else....


and not me....

"I think too much. That is what you tell me too. But you never noticed me."
"I think too much. I feel the same way too. These are the only comforting words to myself."

a man and a woman are a married couple. they had 2 children, a boy and a girl. The girl was already working, while the boy was still pursuing his studies. One night, while everyone was sleeping, the boy stumbled upon his father's phone. He read through the messages stored in the phone.
"Darling, I....." he read, but saw that the name wasn't his mother's, quickly put down the phone lest his father wake up and find him reading his phone. The boy didn't know what to do, saying it out would probably cause the family to break up, by telling his sister, whom he didn't feel could help out much, probably won't believe him. So far he's not told anyone this secret.... until now...

and that boy is.......
















me....
god... please help me...