I get jealous and envious most of the time. It's because everyone else's life seems perfect.
And I have a thing for perfection.
Someday soon, I will get exactly what I want and be contented. Maybe that's death. :) No this is not a suicidal blog entry or anything. People who knows me should know that I don't regard death as an unfortunate accident but a gift. :D
Anyways, another senseless ramblings brought to you by moi. :)