Some totally random thoughts that visited my mind while I was doing my essay:
I’m gonna take (minimally) a sabbatical year off men to find myself.
If wanna get married at 25, I need to date men who are 4-5 years older.
What is normality? Are we so besotted with the dysfunctional but nicely humorous quirky characters that the media bombards us with?
Public responsibility of blogging:
1. Making other people worried
2. Conveying negative impressions of the people you blog about
Every time you love someone, you give that person a bit of your soul. You give more and more of yourself away as your relationship develops. And with each relationship, more and more parts of you get given away. Then suddenly, out of the blue, you realize that you love each lover less and less. That’s when you know that you’ve lost yourself… or that you no longer give all you have into a relationship.
Then, it’s about time for you to wait and pause for the rest of you to come back, to reform, heal and make you whole again.
Missing someone is a strange feeling.
Small doses of irritating perks one up.
I can track my life from the 14th of each month…
April 14: Yesterday
March 14: Early in the morning, I was sitting on the floor of my room, leaning against the bed… smsing…
Feb 14: Backing up data on my laptop.
Jan 14: Sch just reopened.
Dec 14: In India
Nov 14: Sad
Oct 14: Happy
Sep 14: Confused
Aug 14: Sch year just started
I went to the Botanical garden on Feb 26 and I still have the receipt in my wallet! What a hoarder I am!
And in case you’re worried bout how I am, don’t be. I lead quite an okay life… these are just thoughts that came, said hi and left… I have proof to how happy/normal I am. Check out my very belated birthday dinner at the photoblog (which can be linked, A) http://picturesintheclouds.blogspot.com. (in case u’re lazy to check)
I’m gonna take (minimally) a sabbatical year off men to find myself.
If wanna get married at 25, I need to date men who are 4-5 years older.
What is normality? Are we so besotted with the dysfunctional but nicely humorous quirky characters that the media bombards us with?
Public responsibility of blogging:
1. Making other people worried
2. Conveying negative impressions of the people you blog about
Every time you love someone, you give that person a bit of your soul. You give more and more of yourself away as your relationship develops. And with each relationship, more and more parts of you get given away. Then suddenly, out of the blue, you realize that you love each lover less and less. That’s when you know that you’ve lost yourself… or that you no longer give all you have into a relationship.
Then, it’s about time for you to wait and pause for the rest of you to come back, to reform, heal and make you whole again.
Missing someone is a strange feeling.
Small doses of irritating perks one up.
I can track my life from the 14th of each month…
April 14: Yesterday
March 14: Early in the morning, I was sitting on the floor of my room, leaning against the bed… smsing…
Feb 14: Backing up data on my laptop.
Jan 14: Sch just reopened.
Dec 14: In India
Nov 14: Sad
Oct 14: Happy
Sep 14: Confused
Aug 14: Sch year just started
I went to the Botanical garden on Feb 26 and I still have the receipt in my wallet! What a hoarder I am!
And in case you’re worried bout how I am, don’t be. I lead quite an okay life… these are just thoughts that came, said hi and left… I have proof to how happy/normal I am. Check out my very belated birthday dinner at the photoblog (which can be linked, A) http://picturesintheclouds.blogspot.com. (in case u’re lazy to check)
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Saturday, April 16, 2005 |
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