The evil side of me

Sometimes, when the ugly side of me reveals itself, I wonder....

Is it who I really am inside? Or is it just someone I think i want to be but never can be.

Sometimes, somehow, I noe that I can never be that ugly person no matter how hard i try. But if ever that ugly side of me arises, I know that saying sorry isnt as hard as Elton John made it sounds to be.

Controlling your dreams

If anyone knows of a way, do comment.

Ive been seeing my dad in my dreams of late and each time, I cant seem to talk to him. Usually, we would be in his van, on the way to work. I've got so many things to ask him. To tell him. Has been a while since I hear his voice.

But I've always been quiet -- looking out the window at the vehicles that pass us by. Looking at the trees and the birds, thinking about all the things that I wanted to say -- but i never could. In my dream, I was who i was back then -- even though i knew it was a dream.

Im different now, but why am I still the same in my dreams?

Hence, if only i could control my actions in my dream .... If anyone knows a way, I sure would love to know.

The fear of dreams

As we get older and start thinking about our future, is it normal to be afraid? Afraid that the future we dream of -- the Audi R8 and the big house and the big job -- might be missing the ones we love like our dads and moms and grandmas.

As I get older, I always seem to forget that others around me are getting older too.

Why we go red in the face

Blushing is a simple physiological process, involving a rush of blood to the face and neck, and only humans do it. Adrenalin makes the tiny blood vessels dilate; so more blood gets to the skin, and this extra blood shows through the skin as pink cheeks, neck and ears.

Critically flawed

I have been highly critical of the way one writes of late.

Perhaps too critical for my own good as people usually tend to be contented with things as they are.

TEAM

While there is no I in a TEAM, there's certainly ME.

It was a pretty funny line i got while surfing the world wide web. I'd hate to admit it but perhaps.... just perhaps, Im not cut out for team stuffs.