5th day of holiday

iwent to the playground today-my little santuary.i resettled my jumbled thoughts.and thought of much stuff. ibegan to notice the much expectations ihave on certain friends. ack. icant do that-imean,we cant go out and face people with expectations right?it will only make friendships demanding."how i want them to be there when i need them.how i want them to understand me." seriously all expectations should be left on the shelf and ishould never like take advantage of their existance or even take for granted that they are my friends in the first place. hmm.iguess i was thinking a lot there. heh.

anyways,the voices are back again but now they seem different. even though they give me bad headaches(nt like this last time), they now give me weird visions?hAa: they seem to be my another self. people might see me as weird.freaky.psycho.mad. but somehow,i find it a gift. something that makes me more Shawn yea? hm.So after the peroid of serious solitude and thinking, i met up with marceljustinchua as they were around the area. we found a babybIrd that fell out from a tall tree which i named it, Tutsy. sadly,we left it to die-baby birds die after a day out of the nest. itook pics for memory.cruel mother nature. i was kinda sad.but was in a state of 'i-cant-do-anything.'

yea.so justinchua had this cool thingy in his phone.i took a real cool/funny shot.click on the link below eh? :)