That Jared was beside me and someone asked me in my native language to ask him something (in English obviously), it was interview-like.
It wasn’t big deal but I just couldn’t word. Gosh, I wanted to die. I remember absolutely nothing about him or anything else for that matter, it was just me and my English complex lol. I felt like shit.
Don’t you just love that moment when something just clicks?
So here I am again at that point where I’m quite good with myself and other people try to drag me down.
You know what…
I’m having one of those moments…
I’m a total scent freak.
I dreamed that I watched a small part of Into The Wild DVD, they were in Paris and they were at the beach (it makes no sense, I know) and when I woke up I almost started crying.
