Well, everyone wants someone to listen. My dad tells me to "help" my friends, not give them "advice" though sometimes it feels the same. And I understand how you feel.
*chokes* *hugs puppy* No eating my puppy. Ever. And the preserved egg sounds disgusting.
When I was in 2nd grade in a Chinese local school, I ate frog by accident. Couldn't eat anything else afterwards.
Just a note: Camel meat is HORRIBLE.
I know.
Message in a Bottle. I just finished it...it's just as good or maybe better than Dear John. Nicholas Sparks makes me cry too much for my taste.
I wonder if we are really who we seem. If our actions are not our own but someone else's who's guiding us through them. I wonder if everything that I've been living is a lie.
I also wonder if I made the right decisions in life.
I had two dreams. One of them was with my friends and it had something to do with a swimming pool.
The second was really brief and had to do with Yumekui Merry. I was reading that last night, so I suppose it makes sense. Kind of.