view of a burning city

i have no answers..

as to why it took quite so long for me to blog since i got back here
or
why those chinese new year prawn roll snack thingys are so damn addictive

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greetings, from cold, not quite so fabulous, .

i probably embody the word restless.

a lot of times, i get incredibly fidgety. i fret about everything possibly worth fretting about, and about six thousand more things that aren't. when i see people whisper, i always think they're whispering about me. i love nutella i think that's one of the best foods ever invented by mankind. i think there should be nutella flavored pocky. they should put nutella in hello panda. hell, they should put nutella in bak kut teh. or not. i don't take criticisms well, and i hate that. i like dogs but they don't like me so because of that i've kind of lost interest in dogs. it's the same logic for people, too. i talk on the phone a lot but i have this perennial fear that i'll one day die from over-radiation. but i can't stop. sometimes, i experience schadenfreude, and then feel like a complete jackass after.

i'm kind of strange, some people tell me that.