here's what I got for my first 2010 post:
having a real diary makes it difficult to post around here, not that anybody reads this.
I find myself caught up between so many difficult decisions. personal, professional
family matter, killing people, saving animals and plants... how can you not have expectations?
how could you not? it comes natural and it's hard to fight them. you want things to
go your way cause that means you have pleasure in life. how can there be a relationship
without expectations, unless you don't care about the other, right?
anyways, I shall return to my study books
