musings

--i fall in like very easily...the opposite for falling in love...in fact, i think i will only recognize love after i've fallen out of it
I don't think I'm very deep, i keep waiting for that one person to come and find it perhaps, but if i don't see it, how can he? i'm very surprised when people find layers within me, like how i think my hum teacher (soucek) is reading too much into things...that cannot possibly what augustine intended, can it?
I like copying from others, their favorite music, how polite they are, their sleeping habits, mom says it's ok, we have to copy from others to see what we like, when do i start creating? I think it might come with time, like my sense of fashion, but i think that truly flourished when others started to notice. Shall i discover my own originality only when others start to take notice? that seems to defeat the purpose.