perhaps i really am in no position to give advice.

with all that i've been through, i still can't claim to know how some people feel...especially when it comes to relationships.

things i deem trivial...i haven't gone through. so how can i think they're inconsequential?

i hate for people to judge me, yet my subconscious is constantly sizing you up.

i'm such a hypocrite.

i guess we all are, to some extent.

for someone as headstrong and determined as i am, failure is not an option.

but to make sure things do not go awry and appear hunky dory on the outside, many parts of me take beatings (and i mean things like my ego).

and i cry. god knows how much i cry.

i've tried to live up to no one's expectations but my own.

but why do i still feel oppressed in this humdrum of a life i've got?

eng hai called me superwoman today.

how about that.