Hello Honeys. *winks* hehe~

So recently I've been noting down things to write down. That's how much effort I'm putting okay? There were a couple of emo things so let's get it started. I've recently picked up a book called "My Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult. A fantastic book to read with enough dosage of love, family drama,pre-teen stress and so on. There was this part where Anna, the protagonist(actually all the characters were given a voice so...), wonders how people would react to her death. This is a question no normal 13 year old would normally ask. Or anybody else with a different opinion? It just got me thinking of how people would react to my death too. I was in an emo state when I note this down so excuse me. >.< I'm actually worried about the people close to me. I really wished for a world where they will continue to live forever. But that's total nonsense. People are born and people die. That's life. Instead of the feeling of being worried, I think a better way to phrase it is that I just don't want to get hurt. Humans are selfish and in my case, I try to protect myself. I never seem to take risk due to my fears. It's like wrapping myself in bubble wrap. A close example is not mixing around with new people. Oh! another is avoiding places where many guys would gather. Or is that totally irrelevant? Okay maybe it is. That is something to do with confident is it? I mean if I know one person, I don't make an effort to make new ones. And I would rely on them. The first on my list to making a new me is to be independent. The rest... I'll think about it. I need to sleep badly. Goodnight! C: