Heaven....

Friday, June 17, 2005

:: I am not as bad as I think I am ::

Isn't it weird that you can be the epitome of modestness and yet

When people call you stupid, you get offended
When someone says you are good for nothing, you find all these reasons why you aren't and bark it back at them
When people call you fat, you grit your teeth and glare at them
When someone questions your decisions, you'd be more inclined to stand your ground
When people are doubtful of your capabilities, you step up and prove them wrong
When someone says you aren't attractive, you cock your head, lift your chin and say "I know people who think I am"

I am the perfect picture of ambivalence. "I'll never pass this exam." "Whaaat??? An A-??? Gahhh...I can do better than this."

What about you?

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9:31 AM
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Thursday, June 16, 2005

:: Dementia? ::

Woops...forgot to continue the previous blog. Oh,well...sitting here, waiting for a burst of inspiration can be a pretty taxing experience quite akin to sitting in front of the television waiting for a nice programme to finally come on. TV really sucks nowadays. Lol...do I complain everytime I blog? Seems like it. Am a bitter, utterly bored to frustration 'young' female adult wishing for a better life than the blank page of an unwritten blog on a computer screen. Ahhh...

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3:50 AM
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Wednesday, June 01, 2005

:: Post-KKB exhaustion and rural town appreciation ::

I love night walks. There's something about the night air that just cannot compare with mornings, afternoons, evenings etc. And the quiet...especially if you were walking in a neighbourhood nestled in the border of a rural town, surrounded by hills and oh, the night breeze...just heavenly. At least an attempt to spy a few stars managed to bring up a few, unlike in the city. Ahhh...coming back to the city has its drawbacks. No opportunity to stroll along at night, alone with my thoughts, enjoying the peace and quiet of the night.

Enough of that though. Ahhh...I'll blog again when I think of something.

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9:54 PM
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