imperfect-ing perfection

Nobody's perfect.

yea, the infamous statement.

and i know no one is.

i should know that. because i know i'm not.

but i think i have found my worst attitude.

for several years back, i now realize that i seek perfection in every people i meet.

i expect perfection in people.

"people are supposed to read my mind and my actions without having me telling them."

"people dont simply make mistakes because they are supposed to be greater and more intelligent than me."

these two thoughts have been lingering in my head for a couple of nights. feel like talking to fqa. she always knows what to say. but she always seems a bit busy and tired. i dont think she would want to hear this stuff.

oh oh...