I was born with a hole in my heart; today, the hole was filled.

And it will stay that way forever.

Lame. I thought \ was a piece of cheese I spilt on the keyboard and tried to pick it up to eat.

Made me sad because 1) I got excited for nothing and 2) it’s kind of lame to try to eat a piece of cheese with the size of \.

Why does it feel easier to build a trusting relationship with living things that don’t speak languages like dogs and dolpins than humans?

Well, there are sharks and ligers who are very difficult to trust and be trusted by, so I guess it’s not really the language problem..

A long wait for buses becomes more entertaining when there is a little bright green worm hanging from a cherry blossom tree, eventually reaching a pretty girl’s pants, attaching itself to the edge of the pants and slowly crawling over the edge into the inside of the pants.

Wonder if she ever noticed. Wonder if I should have told her.

When I sign my name in English, I just let my pen run up and down while sliding my wrist sideways enough times so that I can say my whole name spending half a second on each syllables. When I feel like it, I add a few dots and dashes here and there afterwards.

Where do all the partially used hotel-soap/shampoo/conditioner go? Do they at least reuse the bottles I hope?

May I suggest that “pigeon” is a derogatory term for “dove”.