Compliments

As promised, I have to compliment somebody, for his really rare, touching and sincere efforts on the eve of my birthday.

Hmm, he is also complaining about what I wrote on my blog about him. And he even pointed and read out selective parts. Haiz...I write when I am emo mah. So when I am especially angry or desperate or struggling inside, I will unleashed them on my blog. And using my more than enough linguistic skills I often always manage to paint a bleak picture of the scenarios. But I think I quite accurately portray my feelings at those points of time. BUT..ok, he says I dont do him justice because I omit those good things that he did. So, the depiction of him on my blog is completely biased.
Actually is because I can get depressed more easily than jubilant. And since my inspiration for writing comes from extremities of my emotional world, I tend to write more depressive and angry essays. Got the logic behind it?

Honestly, I dont blog when I am happy. When I am happy I seldom resort to surfing the net for hours and blog unhappy and boring things. (So when you read this post you know that I am feeling bored during the recess break and I have probably surfed the net for 5-6hours already).

And, yups I have to blog good things about him. He really spent a bomb. Although I feel surprised and abit pleased, I dont really need such expensive things. Haiz. Dont want end up have to feel indebted :(
But well, I had a very lavish lunch and a very expensive bag. For which I am grateful but I wish he didnt spend so much so I dont need to feel so guilty now.

Actually, it is just inherent of me. I feel abit off now...so I shant blog any further. Feeling unwell again. I think I havent feel right since the day I spent 30hours straight on my research essay. Something wrong with my body already.