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Saturday, March 13, 2010 . 3/13/2010 03:20:00 AM

Opera's acting on me. Okay. I'm supposed to be in bed, but the bed bugs are really keeping me awake. Hence, the presence.

I've been feeling really down these few days. There's the temporary of talking with some close friends, but as I said before, it's temporary. It's not that I don't love my friends (I do love them very much), but it's just something which talking doesn't solve the problem.

Great... I'm starting to think this house is haunted. The door just keeps on opening and closing. It may be the air pressure in the room, and it may just be me. Yeah. Not cute.

I've been creating characters for a story I've thought of for so long, but is always revising. Recently, I just thought of a quote for this character to speak in the story.

"I hate people who smile too much."

Hm... and then I thought to myself. This is kinda true for me. The characters I create really reflect on myself too.

My reason would be, these people are the ones who are hard to read. Really. You won't know what they're thinking, because it's always hidden with a smile. Like a mask. What are the things hidden behind that smile? We won't know. Until things crack.

Now, I pray these bed bugs would lessen their bites. I'm still recovering from last week's extremely bad allergic reaction.