confessions (7) -- the last :O

#31: I judge books by their covers. Literally and figuratively both.

#32: I really don't understand myself. Not at all. I can believe in two opposing notions at the same time. I don't know if I'm an optimist or a pessimist. I call myself an optimist and I speak pessimist words. I believe I am an angry person, and yet I spend more time smiling than frowning. I am a cynical idealistic cynic; I really don't know which I am. I can be both ends of a spectrum. At the same time, or ever-changing. Oscillating. So mercurial and so confused. I really don't know who I am.

#33: I tend to exaggerate and round figures up to make them more interesting. Keep this in mind while re-reading my confessions.