sitting in class and doing nothing. so as usual, i'm just sitting in class and thinking. hahaha. it's funny. jenny is sitting on one side to me, and there is another person sitting beside me. hahaha. i'm in tourism classie right now. it's fun. it's one of the best classes i've had in a long time now. maybe it's the teacher, maybe it's the course, maybe it's the people, but then again....scrap the idea for the people. hm. typnig is fun when you want to type. let's ee. first period, i got alot done. hm. i'm getting nervous, i have to talk about the poem tomorrow. it's that little analysis of the poems that make me nervous. i have no clue, i like to talk about poems. i'm good at analysing. maybe that's why my sister thinks that psychology is a course that i should take.

but i have no clue. what i want to do and what i should do is two different things. hm. why am i so unfocused? why am i sooo confused? i do i feel so emotionless? i don't know. this is confusing.

people say i'm nice....and that at times, it seems that i'm nice for an alternative reason then the obvious. is being nice such a thing where people must be so careful into trusting? hm.

all my life i've had trusting problems.....and all my life so far, i've never been somewhere in between. i have no balance, besides in the factor of emotions. i don't know

who even bothers to read my thoughts? it's such a waste of time to do. the only reason why i do this is to pass the time. when unpleasantries come, it's much easier to speak it out than to keep it inside. but at times, the internet isn't safe enuff to put down every detail that plagues ur mind, ur heart, and ur soul. it is much safer to not post thoughts at all. it's best if internet wasn't a necessity. the problem with all this is that i'm very traditional. i'm a very naturalistic person. but then agani....i'm very weird....oh wellz.....meh sooo tired. meh thinking toooo muchie as usual. and i really wish that i could smile not because of fakeness.....