//mood//awesome.possums
//song//decrescendo : rx.bandits
//lyric//did you get what you wanted? / did you get what you wanted from me?

//moody
i think i've really developed a big side of me that doesn't really deal well with negativity...that's not to say that i don't have my problems, because i do have my problems...but i've chosen not to let them drag me down, or drag others too far down.

with this, there comes a point where i fail to understand people...people who've change so drastically and radically in such a short span of time, to the point where sometimes i can't recognize you anymore. there used to be a time where i loved being around you and talking to you, and now it seems we've come to this impasse where very rarely do i see your positivity shine like it did when i first met you...but for the majority of the time you come off as stand-offish, and just about pissed at everyone, including those who have been there for you, and would be there for you if you just smiled once in awhile.

sometimes i want to walk up to you and just scream what the f__k is your problem?

it makes little sense to me that you carry your negativity around, when one of your best friends is the person who taught me to take a deep breath and let me sh_t go.

and sometimes, i just don't care. i don't care what your problem is, i don't care to know you anymore because of your negativity...your borderline bi-polarness...i can't figure you out anymore, and i don't want to anymore because it's not worth the stress.

sometimes i just want to take whatever friendship we had for what it's worth and just leave it be and let it bleed, because i am not in a place where i'm willing to let people drag me down.

sometimes i realize that once i said i see a genuine person in you, and you said back to me i'm not genuine. i remember not believing you that night, and i still kind of don't believe you...but it's your negativity that starts me to agree with you.

but, sometimes your positivity will light up and you'll be that awesome person that i met...and that's what confuses me most. it's those random moments that makes it difficult for me to dislike you.

so...i don't know...i just wish i knew what was going on with you...sometimes you come off as if you can't stand being around me, and other times you're pleasant...so, i just wish i knew what your deal was.

//good.times
i really like the hot wings @ hooters...it's my new favorite restaurant. =D

//good.times[ahead]
i think i'll be going to play at the resort tomorrow afternoon...it should be fun, i'm looking forward to it...i need fun, and i need to get out, and i need to spend my money on things other than boba drinks.

i think i've solidified one requirement of the asian stereotype: this past weekend, i didn't go a day without boba. yay for stereotypes...whatever. other than that, i'm fairly secure in the fact that people would consider me whitewashed...by whatever your definitions of asian-ness and white-ness may be.

but, chyeah! it should be a good week...because i said so, and i rock, plain and simple.

it should be a grood week.