Eating candy. Life is pointless.

My new home.

The thoughts of previous failures seem to overthrow my newfound feelings of love.

I prefer talking and writing English. There are numerous ways in which this manifests itself. i always write "minute" on the keyboard instead of "minut". I like it.

i hate everything

I already spend a lot of time speaking and writing in english. The company language at the office is english and me and my wife often use english for more intricate discussions. My english is far from perfect but I want to believe that I have made major improvements since I started my job.

But now I try to focus on my mandarin, it's hard as hell though..

pardon my french

Pardon my stench

the only language spoken with my boyfriend is english. sadly, his is bad while mine excellent. very frustrating

geigh

No excuses.

I feel as though my actions and feelings are separate entities, neither one a fair representation of that isolated part of my existance which I call "me"

honey is the word he calls me, sounds like 40-year olds