It's really hard to speak your mind. Today I find it quite hard to confide my comcerns that are well.. drowning me. It all started when I recieved a not so good reply from someone. I don't want to take it against her. But I was hurt. I just thought that sometimes, the people who promised to be there... will not be there - BE THERE (I'm talking weird). They too get tired of listening to my woes and whatever silly stuff that I just have to share. ...Sometimes you'll think that they understand... when in fact they don't. It's sort of an illusion. And the most disappointing thing is... at the end of the day... you'll just end up doubting their real motive as to why they want to exist in your life. goshness.

...so I decided to paint whatever it is that's bugging me. At least they won't be able to judge how I percieve "it". My painting's not really grand but it's a part of my "insanity".