I didn't know it was like that.

Flosssing. It's one of the most cynical things you can do to yourself. It inflicts pain, it makes you bleed, and it isn't fun. But in the end, it's worth it all.

I don't want to waste my prime. Not looking like this. I have all the time in the world to look like this after I get married, have kids, have a career. Right now, well I need to look right.

I like jams. Things where I have to find a way for myself. To not be able to is the worst frustration anyone can feel. Have you ever felt it? Think about it.

They say you can feel your heart break. Is it a matter of the blood flow? When you're sad do your blood cells slow down and your heart weaken? I feel it sometimes.

When I get angry that I cannot do something, my heart feels weird. Not a good weird. Not an unhealthy weird, but a weird that I wouldn't want anyone else to experience.

The brain stays alive for a good bit after you die. I wonder what goes on it it. Does it go backwards? You know, to nothingness. Or does it speed up to infinity?

I've tried rising up the occasion before. It is the more foolishly courageous thing anyone can do. You either sink or swim. But if you swim, you're half way underwater.

I try not to have my clothes be flashy anymore. I let my personality do that. The brands don't make the man. But then again, I won't be caught dead wearing South Pole.

Driving is tricky. I have to get into the rhythm where I can dodge traffic like a dodge people. The worst part is, you don't get fucked when you bump into someone.

The New Year is upon us. I used to never make resolutions. But this might be a first time for anything. I guess, let this be it.