note to self:

.not everything is about you.

i seriously do wish i knew when things were meant for me and what wasn't. why aren't things said to me? am i that un-receptive? or the answers i might provide are not what you might not want to hear? or are they simply too controversial?

if i don't hear concrete answers, i presume, that's when things go bad. with an overactive and hypercreative imagination, who knows the boundless scenarios which gets churned out in that mind of mine. constant thinking might result in belief.

oh my, oh my. i need a grip, be less self-centred and so much more. i need to be prepared. you say people never are and never will be prepared. i say, you better be right. much as i adore being right, i hope i never get to say to you, i told you so.

am i talking about you or you? were your words referring to me? oh my, oh my, how confused am i.