Can I still be your superman?

I honestly do not know what the hell is happening to me. I wish I could see whatever other people see, but I just cannot. It's frustrating and driving me insane. I WANT to see it, but it is just not there. I cannot believe it or them.

Recently I have dug up some really sad songs. It is fucked I know since at the moment I get emotionally raped by songs so easily. Emotional masochism you might as well call it.

I think school might have something to do with it. Who knows?

Speaking of school. Today I had to do an assignment on small-talking. Somehow I managed to touch the subject "blogs". This made me reflect a lot on my own reasons for keeping a blog. Are we just all attention-seeking people with a lot on our minds? Not really wanting to hear whatever other people think or have to say, but merely want to tell our own stories? I kind of think that is the way it works. I am a little disturbed by this (well I would not call it a fact) theory since it will have to include myself. I know I am egocentric, but admitting is such a hard thing. Realization is a bitch.

It seems I have neglected the cooking/recipe part of this blog. I suck.. BUT I will try to do it! I have borrowed this book with delicious-looking recipes that I am just dying to try out! Maybe on Friday with my friend? Oh yeah, that might be very nice :)