I don't know why I'm here again at 11.36pm. Sometimes it gets annoying when I can't answer my own questions. Like why am I doing such things? Or why am I not doing such things? Yeah, it's annoying. But I guess one really need to understand his/herself really well to know these answers instantly. But nah, I have no time to sit down and do some form of self reflection. Nope, I don't have time for this crap. Cause apparently, the world doesn't either.

Hm, maybe it's cause I like doing this. Lying on my bed staring at this screen emitting light and typing some stupid crap down. Maybe it makes me feel better. Maybe it makes me feel like I'm not just a useless waste of mass on this Earth and that I'm actually doing something. Hah, maybe.

And I'm really scared if my parents suddenly wake up and come into the room. I'd probably jump and pee in my pants or something. But that's not possible, cause apparently I have good bladder control. My plus point, as I would like to call it.

It's either someone in the kitchen or a rat running around hoping to find the salt to put in the pot it's cooking. Nah, I should stop associating all rats with ra-ta-too-ee.

I'm feeling rather confused. But everyone goes through this phase of life - being confused about certain things. Unless of course that person has every aspect of their life planned out on blueprint or he/she just doesn't have a heart. Talking about hearts, I have one and I'm still feeling scared.

I should end off here and save myself the pee in the pants. Toodles.