Camus
Loves blue cheese with Shiraz
Guiness Stout
Classic, or orbit
Pu`Er Cha (Chinese Tea)
Singing in the shower
Watches S-League matches and supports SAFFC
Pool/Snooker
Chills in bar and pubs, doesn't go to clubs.
Keeps lots of candles and scents for display and collection
Persistent in opinions/decisions
Eat a lot, sleep alot, play a lot, and serious at work
Loves everything about his room, the tranquility, serenity, and solitary.
Laws
Flaws and Goodness
Introvert.
Sinks his melancholy in alcohol.
Count yourself lucky if he talks to you about his troubles.
Very frank in words, may upset people with his words.
Emotional, not temperamental.
Dumb actually, but hides his side really well.
Political, but treasures his few friends.
Perfectionist.
Resends his own personality.
As described, live alone.
Thinks badly of a person first, before becoming friends.
Saturday, April 28, 2007
2:22 AM
What holds me back when all was but fine, yet dubious and anxious at the moment was the drive in me to get to the bottom of what was however unnecessary. But when and why have I become so paranoid over what is no more than nothingness, all that I supposedly know that is actually the contrary of my sentiments?
It could have been a fluctuation in my life that unleashed the distrust I shouldn't be carrying towards my beloved. I guess that squealing hog has crushed my limits so badly that I could get so worked up at the rake-up of himself (or itself?). I never was such a paranoid person.
Yawnx... I'm getting tired. Gonna head straight down to bed after this. Hmm and well, I miss you honey...
