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Tuesday, June 8, 2010
thinking about random stuff nowadays. its so random that i cant think how random it is. sometimes, i just dont like to talk. sometimes, i have to force myself to talk. as much as i would like to say im different from how i was when i was 5, there still is a part of me inside. when i was 5, i didnt like to talk. god knows if my parents thought i was weird. i thought i was weird! i didnt talk, unless somebody talked to me. and even then, i talked in less than a sentence. i liked to play with my barbie dolls last time. and i would just hang around my maid. that was me. now, i still do need encouragement to talk. as much as i talk nowadays, sometimes i think its just to make up for what i didnt speak when i was young. i find talking a chore. even noisy, just noise. why do people bother or even emphasis so much on it? sometimes its just so annoying.
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