Merry Xmas

[cor3cultur3]

I was walking along Comm. Ave this morning right after I cashed in the check. I was wishing to go to Num Pud and got some Pat Thai. When I walked there it was closed as well as the rest of Comm. Ave. It was a lonely street. It was another face of Comm. Ave. I haven't never seen it like that before. As soon as I found out the closure of Num Pud, I turned around and heading towards Kenmore. It was equally lonely down there. I remembered that I didn't have milk or any food in the apt, that's why I went in to 7 eleven and got some milk and cup noodles and soup for myself. I don't how to cook, I have to live like that now. I am not complainning. I found a cab in front of Hotel of Comm. Ave. and went back to the apt. I had no enegry to figure out how to take the bus to get home. I was too tired, I have been tired and I needed some sleep.

I am always in conflict with myself,not with birt, well sometimes. But at times, I found myself lost somewhere. I think I wasn't brave to say what I want.

It might be a consparicy, maybe nobody takes it seriously as long as it's fun; it probably doesn't mean anything. Why should I follow? I am becoming one of them as the society educates me. I should have rejected this social conformity. But can I? I don't know, I should be indifferent about it, I should not be thinking about it. But I am doubting it at the same time, what if it's something true, and I am missing it? Could that be the case?

I smell like cheese.

Merry Xmas.