I am not picky in ways but fussy in ways. Like, I only eat onions if they are boiled with soup or when it's the fried onions onions. I don't eat them if they are fried with vegetables that sort of fried. There are things which I am not picky about but i would complain just cause i have no idea why. I do not hesitate to hug the friends i love or tell them i love them cause... maybe i do hesitate.
When my bad temper mode is on, I'd do things I regret, shout and throw my tantrum everywhere. Which now i would still like to learn how to control. I can go high on the mountain and drop down and cry in the next minute. But I am happy that I don't curse in every sentence i say now. Which is a major improvement compared to high school. Every sentence i say would definitely have at least 2 swear words. I still say it now, just not that often. I always ruin my first impression. I don't know if being too straight forward at the beginning would frighten someone or not, but I feel that it is an easier way to approach people. Telling them on first time that I am this loud and crazy girl.
There are many many times where I am very contradicting with myself because me, as an indecisive person cannot make up what i want or which side to stand on. I would consider myself at times to be a very conflicting and complicating person myself. I do not know what am I going after and what I want to achieve. I just have many things that I want to learn and know about. Does that consider as 'I know what i want to achieve'?
I still can't find myself. I still am in the process. Maybe you would think 18 is too old for me to not know what i want, but i dare to say, i really don't know what i want! I feel that i have still a lot more to learn before finding myself. What does finding myself means anyway? Does it mean I understand myself? Knowing my own character? I don't know. But i just know I change everyday. Everyday single day would make me up until the day I die.
And I am afraid to die. I am scared of leaving this world forever with only memories to bring me along and not the physical things i love and treasure once. I try to forget but I'm scared to leave. Just not yet. NO i'm not thinking of dying, but just the thought of leaving things I love behind and never coming back freaks me out.
I get jealous very easily but forget it in like 1o seconds. I don't revenge if I see someone better than me that has taken something away from me. But I would try to be better in order to be able to compete with myself and the other person that is better than me.
This is a weird post and I don't know if everthing of what i wrote is right cause i just typed whatever came to mind. Honestly I am not being emo. Just a long thought that ran through my head.
and just gotta fix the puzzle.
BTW, someone stole the crucifix from St. Peter's church. And since today is Halloween, well, guess these people are up to no good. Pray that no harm is done and I think that if the crucifix is gone, so be it. But we gotta believe in what we believe. Pray people!
Sin Kuo Wei. Happy Birthday!