I love the violin. Its emotional.
Different smells, remind me of different things. Memory and smells go together.
Everything's temporary. Nothing will last. If only I accept that, I shall learn to worry less.
Decision making. Never been good at it. Sticking to the decisions i make. Even worse.
How do people go on with their lives like that? Without doubting everything?
I'd like to swim in bitter cold water. Just for the sake of it.
I thought, what's the point of all this talk about recklessness and change, if i don't do anything about it?
We're all going to die anyway.
Giddy up and and gold mine, different place, different time, all the stars are in their prime.
Jelly. Strawberry flavoured. Cold. Almost frozen. Yum.
White socks. Walk here. Walk there. Black socks.
DJ this DJ that. I hate all DJ names.
Turned on the heater for a while today. And the room suddenly smelt like winters.
Big Baby in Toy Story 3. Very very creepy and very very cute. Love.
Houston, we have a problem. Watching Apollo 13 tonight. For the first time.
Why don't more people read Listverse? I read it everyday.
*wipes dust off the laptop screen*