i was talking to david today. and i realised how problematic/dramatic/un-boring my life actually is... life never sits still for me. its always this and that happening.. if its not me worrying about whats for dinner, then its me finding my lost sock, or me wondering which park is good to go to. these are proper definitions of PROBLEMS!!

and thanks to romain, i have also come to a realisation that i talk to myself. A LOT. I swear, i do not! but apparently, i do. am i *that* retarded?!

just a random question to leave yous all with.. what is that gunk in our eyeballs made of/called?