Fatal attraction...

Sometimes, things just dun make sense. No matter how much you think you know, there will always be somethings which you can't explain about yourself. You may want something very badly, but in actual fact, that thing doesn't suit you. You may have known it, but you simply ignore it and hope that things will turn out fine. This self denial usually wouldn't do you any good. Just accept it. It is after I've come to terms with this which made me give up on something which I once thought was perfect for me. I knew it all along, and I tried to change myself to be compatible. However, all these make me feel so unnatural and fake. So what exactly is the ultimate perfect match? One will never know. Even the best scientist and mathematician can't work out a formula and calculate the answer for you. All the 'by right' and attributes doesn't matter. As long as you are happy, all those doesn't apply at all. What seems to be the best doesn't always give you the most satisfaction. The right one does. And when you found the right one, that is actually the best. Take for instance, I've not spent a lot on the items to decorate my room, but the stuff still fall nicely in place. I dun think the others will have fitted so nicely. Dun only look at things from one perspective. You'll discover a lot more when you observe from different angles. Perhaps it is my understanding of this point which makes me attracted and entertained recently. Suddenly I dun feel so critical anymore. It is not easy being a perfectionist. I feel more relieved and relaxed now. It is definitely not my standard on things has dropped, but I've learnt not to care about what others think and just have things my own way.

With the lights out, it's less dangerous. Here we are now, entertain us. I feel stupid and contagious. Here we are now, entertain us. A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido... (quoted from the song Smells like teen spirit by Nirvana)