Its one of those days..

When I feel like blogging but my mind is all jumbled up. Like a newly bought jigsaw puzzle all over the place. When can I complete my jigsaw puzzle? The past week has been rather depressing. Other than Bernard's and hazel's birthdays (I am still waiting for the photos), everything seemed so depressing. The things I dreamed about and the things I witnessed had left me pondering about myself.

Screw blogging. There are certain boundaries and restrictions you can't cross, such as being too personal or whatever government restrictions fuck shit. Things like "I like her, but I have problems with commitment" or "I am lying if I tell you that I have gotten over her" or "How a certain organization sucks", or "I farted loudly in front of my date" or "Mr White had a problem with Miss Black" and others.

I have just started on a new HK series called "Healing Hands 3", courtesy of Bernard. Not that it helps a lot, seeing all the illnesses and tragedies in that show. Haha.. I want to watch "A History of Violence" as well!

Haiz.. Me and my jigsaw puzzle post... Crap.