myself

a sense of gladfulness to come back aft 2 weeks.. i thought its worth to blog atm.. coz wats past is like a life tat ive indulged upon.. studies.. studies.. work.. work.. stress is fermenting.. and now i thought i'd return back to the childish ways of the entity of blogging. just for once.. :)

this time is different. two msges and one written letter. all from pwp. nice to have them contacted. looking back at my diary for the past 2 weeks.. i looked thru.. wat're the highlights?

certain things which can cause some algesic moments.. which add up a bit of element to your life.. particularly a typical sunday, breeze and wonderful rays accompanying ur hung clothes by the clothesline. like how it may be a holiday. tat sunday once is a day when you rest at home and just sleep all you want, in a hot sun aft..

certain smiles.. some ppl can provide tat peace.. a cashier named nicole. a wonderful cooked meal with pumpkin and fish.. and an all manner of preparing for tat duo set of exams, endocrine and genetics, just to maintain discipline.. just to maintain life's simple rhythm.. how more wonderful cud it be..

other things which can cause certain provoking heart shapes.. like meeting a person, not long met.. once being a candy shop, listening to the song on air.. it goes like this- "sometimes i run.. smetmes.. and all i really want is to hold you tight.." then with this-

"all i really need is time.."

i guess you cud have guessed the song. i reminisced how much tat song has an effect on me. i kept singing afterwards.. tat phrase is the key for wat i went thru.. for wat im going thru.. and wat im planning upon.. a very used-to best fren said this phrase to me once. and with this exact same moment now.. im using this again.. i knw wat im doing.. and all i really need is time..

i knew tina and was well-expected. after two weeks, i saw how every same stature of words were used to describe one litre. she also blogged a post on one litre. every word seems to be a clique, for how can it be like a mirror image as to wat ive written b4. analyse her maturity.. she's also well saluted.. :) .post.

smetmes i dwell upon this thought. in this world, ppl are different. never ever u realise the reason why often chaos happens is coz of the fact tat ppl are different? wars in the world.. religion and race.. ppl of all genders.. stimulating a line of interaction.. of utter misunderstanding and lack of comprehensiveness.. lack of respect for who they are.. never ever you know why ppl are just different?

smetmes i relate to my prior experiences. why chaos happened and i guess is coz of this difference tat we have upon one. even now.. when i think of how bitter it may be for not being able to reconcile a certain clickness towards some of frens.. my peers.. not being able to resolve the matters of the scars and the past.. i relied upon the thought- "smetmes we're not just meant to be.. smetmes we can't blame anyone for wat happened.. but smetmes.. we just need to accept and understand tat we're just different."

yea tats wat i thought.. im lame i knw.. one even said i needed to grow.. actually im quite glad for the person who commented tat.. haven been receiving criticisms for a long time.. it just shows im just me.. :p and well.. yea.. i guess all i wanted to say for now is just this. cool huh? my never-ending principles again..

yawn.. i had two kit kat bars on my table.. to eat is to have a break. i needed b4 i cud be bz again upon this shit english essay and sociology.. sucks. but yea. two weeks time again. i'll be back.. phew.. long one... :)