Self-reflection

I did what I decided not to do the day before, kind of losing control of myself... I see this rather dangerous... It did help to clear up one of my confusions, yet it leaves me more. Don't fool me with polished wordings... I'm not good in literature. =p Sometimes I feel I treat a person like a toy, very much like the way of a child. Some funny snapshots and dialogs keep revolving in my mind. Maybe my memory is just too good for these silly stuff? Like I still remember when they talked about beer ping-pong, some Japanese dialogs, party on the roof, 'Brass' at the bar etc., even if all these happened six months ago. Perhaps my life is simply too dull which makes these silly stuff sound so special...