the night is silent
the air is cold
im here typing..
typing in a random mode
typing in no continuous order.
its weird but yes thats what im doing
somehow i suddenly have this thought
thought of who and the kind of person i am
i dun classify myself as a nice person
neither do i classify myself as evil
i do bitch, and make nasty comments and being inconsiderate
but who doesnt
if anyone who denies it is definitely a big fat liar
i dun deny i ask too much for others
i push others too much that they might feel pressured
and lost
im sorry to those who might feel that
sorry for not being the understanding me that i should to all
sometimes or rather all of the time
i realised that humans are weird
everyone likes to criticise about others
they never think that they are wrong
and alwyas think that they are in the right
but seriously
whos right who wrong
who in the first place has the authority to set these criterias for each other
its weird but the answer should be no one.
everyone has their own life..
their own thinking
their own choices
i dun deny that i am as humane as others
and do make wrong choices for life
but i guess
thats what most peoeple do
its thru this way could we learn our mistakes and get through the highs n lows of life
seriously
i dunno wats im typing
think i should sleep now
getting tired
but im quite worried as well..
aiy