I have finally cleared out my closet and drawers! over 65 percent worth-less of ....trash o.0 gone that makes it up to the rest of the useful, sentimental and good things i keep.
it feels darn good and my whole body feels less burdened
[eehern makes a note not to procrastinate when hes mind is set upon something]good day, thus far [ ye i woke up before dawn into a cleaning frenzy that left mum bemused and staring in disbelief. hern? that lazy son????!!! actually cleaning his things???] as i sit contently.
watching the dark knight again, but this time i shall attempt to enjoy it thoroughly.
a period of easy musing. i love waking up early in the morning , just as the sky becomes gradually lighter. i think
that would be even more thoroughly enjoyed when ns finishes. =p
listeing to mika nakashima's voice crooning so smoothly is really gooood (=
i asked myself this . when i have become so quiet, so bitter with life? its like a turnabout . in secondary school, while some days of emo ruled, i was never bitter. as i grow into an adult[ no need for self denial. im almost no longer an emo teen , tho a few..will beg to differ XD] i become embroiled with needless, trivial feelings that make me seethe with anger, at times bordering on cold hate. or just so unsatisfyingly bitter and taut with tension.
as i read the past Christmas cards, and those what do you call it? paper testimonials? of my former classes and
goodbyes im struck with a lot of surprise. given my blunt and at times judgemental nature i've forgotten im actually...liked. o.0 not a ego massage in any case.it comes to a shock because i dont give a damm what others think, even friends [unless you're a close one.] with much of a i-dont-care-about-you attitude that much dominates my perception nowadays. clouded by temperament. swiveled by the unknown.
but. its slowly returning. the old eehern? the one that everybody could relate to, i think.
its one of the most important things i have to regain if i want to [haha, yes. draw that map of life directions please zee. (= ] find myself up on my feet again. sure ns will affect. but the only one who can bring peace, and direction,
is only myself. [as self-absorbed as it sounds. wait no. its not.]
i'll start, by falling in love with joy.
debbie when you're reading this, know that what you've said affected me profoundly. how much even i do not know its depths. but..i find something to hang on to , even for a short brilliant moment its good enough.
(=
i will not betray my heart. it may suffer anguish, may subject itself to emotional torment. it may not be
reciprocated but i will not betray my own feelings. i dont want to deal with regret.i will not double cross my heart.
all things have to pass. as will any storm. as will any sunshine day. but the heart doesnt have to be bitter. old wounds CAN be healed. the scars may remain, but overtime, even the red angry reminders that they are will fade and disappear....i think (=
a lot of musing, a fraction revealed on this post. its early morning, and already, im smiling, a real smile, for the second time. thats a lot, according to some people. the heck XD
im off. ( = orchard road and the dark knight, revisited, beckons.
its only near the end of july, but if anyone wishes to be sent a chirstmas card please kindly send me your address via msn con. its that easy. you will be guaranteed a hand written card. =p
already something additionally fun to look forward to. (=
have a very good week, all. (=
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