This is it; as ambiguous as it gets.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009
My head is full. It's called thinking. Go ahead.
I can live with imperfections. Living with imperfections that lies with people or any kind of situation. I understand that perfection can only be applied to math equations. Personally, that is my thought. Though, never mistook as i set limitations on it.
You know sometimes, i feel this urge that i have to perform. A set of standard that i have to meet, or if not i would deem "under-performed." At times, i am very happy to play my part, do whatever that i am supposed to do and make everyone feel at ease? But, sometimes... i just don't. I don't want to make anyone feel good. I just don't want.
I wish i know what you are thinking. I wish you could be able to validate that. Could it please be more clearer than day? Hot and cold? Please don't go. Tell me so. I got all confused.Time takes pleasure in making a ditch at us don't they? There would be moments where i feel stuck unable to move in any direction.
Some questioned me about my entries. I have a confession; many at times, the paragraphs do not link with one another. It's just in fragments. Some of course have a tendency to misunderstood. Even those who know me well, dont quite able to decipher. (:
Let's love & embrace people . Would you?