my mom always said i was the stubborn one. i wouldn't say much, i wouldn't argue back or shout, but i'd do what i wanted to anyway. she once said i was the most dangerous one because of that. my mom has this strange knack of being right. i have this strange knack of proving her right by doing the exact opposite of what she adviced me against.

life often throws answers in my face. these days, the answers are so clear. but i'm stubborn, right? despite the answers, despite the "no"s, what do i do? i run along doing the most unexpected, craziest, over-impulsive things. can't take no for an answer, the same little girl who would lie on the floor in the middle of a busy shopping centre, refusing to get up, because her parents wouldn't get her a toy. maybe it's cute for a child. i'm 20 this year, and it's not cute anymore. it's crippling and sad.

we learn alot of the most important lessons in life through pain. perhaps that's what makes them the most important. noone can console me and noone should. this girl needs to get up from the floor and learn to live without those toys.... =P