I'm in my comfort zone now. I've cut off all connections to my past lives. I've placed everything inside a locked box in a secret chamber and let a giant snake guards it. and I've managed to get over it.. and everything seems to be normal now..

If I'm ever going to be sad, I have friends who will tell me jokes about random things in a random way, and friends who tell me about burd stuffs, and friend who always let me flirt him while his wife's sleeping on the bed, and friend who always say he didn't mean to say that, and friends who generally makes me feel comfortable around em, and friends who read other people's thought, and friends like you. yes, :'3

the transformation is complete now. I am now a wuff that could survive lionbearshark attacks. thanks to that one journey of discovering myself and doing things that turn me into better wuffs. thanks you, you , and you.

in other unrelated news, since we know Boston Rob wons survivor 22, and Carlos Solis killed Gabrielle Solis's step-father, and Dwight K Schrute is the Branch manager, Sylar's actually dead dead, and half of what's happening in season 6 of Lost is actually in Jack's flat dying head. The newest show on TV ( not really ), "Outsourced" is a really fun show to watch. I recommended it to everyone who enjoyed watching silly show about people within a group of people. oh.. and I'm sorry for the loads of spoilers :3 India is the new Japan.