watched a movie on the poor and landless in bangladesh for my econ devt class.... and somehow just so struck by how so many people hav to survive on like a few pennies everyday.... and one lady was so proud that she earned a few pennies from making bamboo chairs everyday... just made me feel so unworthy.. that i get upset over little things. when ppl in so many parts of the world are barely surviving, yet delighting in the few happy things that come their way sometimes. like i think it takes so much for me to be satisfied.... and i worry excessively... such that it gets on ppl's nerves even i think. i'ts not intentional, but sometimes i just can't help it though. i really wonder, why am i like that?? is there anyone in the world so sillly like me... and i guess also when i feel like doing things, i'm sometimes afraid of rejections and i end up not asking ppl =P oh well.