the edison photo scandal has lost the interest from the public now. but during those period, i actually receive no mail which contain any of those hundred something hot photos. isn't it strange?
do i want to see them? yes, i do.
do i need to see them? no, i don't.
but the main question still remain now is "what wrong with me?"
there must be some problem in between, either i don't have any friend at all or there was a sign above my head saying i don't want to see them.
i got to say none of these answers are really impress me; but under the circumstance, i got to say i would settle for the latter one rather than admitting to the first one.
i used to tell myself, "i choose my friend". and apparently they make their choice too.
