seems like i spend a lot of time on my own blog :sad:
i can feel my energy flowing again.
when i’m outside, i just can’t stop looking up (or into the distance) and smiling. some people are already looking back strangely, like they’re not sure whether i’m laughing at them or not.
speaking of laughing: today, when i was going by bus, i was listening to one of vienna teng‘s concert-tapings on my mp3-player. i had to laugh out loudly when i heard her stating that people kept asking her “that song’s about a prostitute, right?” when she was actually singing about her college roommate. what made me laugh, though, was her comment on that story: “i didn’t really mean to run that impression about my roommate!”