I seem to be arguing with everybody everyday these days. I'm forced to do that though i hate it. They dump their rhetorics on me, bitched about the system, and they spew propagandas like insurance agents trying to make me believe their causes and of cos they will always deny those are propagandas. maybe they are making conversations (as mentioned below) again. maybe they love me. maybe they wanna turn me on. maybe the world just wants to make me happy. maybe it's good to live on the 11th storey.
I might not appear depressed (recently) but I didn't ask to be depressed. Here i do bitching again, I'm sure you wished you didn't stumble on this blog and read this pile of crap.