Wednesday, July 24, 2013
i got married since my last appearance here. it was a tough mistake but i can't look back now. y do singles complain abt being single. i miss those times. nw i hav nothing except dirt on my hands everytime. n i also dun neccessary hav someone to rely on.
i've also gotten my own place. it's been for a month. the reno took a really long time to finish but i got some juice out of it by refusing to pay the addons. to pay an additional 6k is ridiculous. 2 piece of plywood (width of my washing machine) doesn's cost $240. y do business? might as well go rob a bank.
besides shortening my trip to work, my new place served no other pleasant purpose. i've been so tired since i moved here. e amt hse work is devastating, and i can't imagine how life is going to be because i hav 2 juggle my studies next yr, on top of current commitments. mabbe GOD made a mistake, i shld b born like those with 2 bodies, 2 pair of wings and stingers. i pretty much alr like making buzzing noise.
Sunday, November 07, 2004
I'm going to try to start being good to my poor body. More tea and less chocolates. More salads and less coke. Sleep at regular hours - 11 till 9, let's say. More for my mind: Psychology and beat poetry. Creative writing and historical researching. Less talk, listen more . Serenity. staying calm. Breathe smoothly and walk gracefully and smile more. Stretching. Yoga. Warm sweaters and scarves and good boots. Eating 3 meals a day, less snacks. Vitamins. Music. French. Give time to the ones I love and not waste time with frivolous nothing-knowings. Less bars, more parks. Star-gazing and painting. Maintain those cactus on my sill and dance in my room. Pet the dogs I see and hug the friends I meet. Tell my mom and dad I love them. Call my mom more. Write emails to my dad. Visit the unfortunate. Call old friends. Wear socks. Drink lots of water and write my diary. I'm no where close, but I'll get there.
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
I started this blog as I was truely inspired by some1 who has done this very well. Not to be mistaken, this is all about me, I am not doing anything to validate anyone or anything. In this whole wide world, I sometimes feel that I have only a couple of people to vent, and frankly speaking, I am getting tired of venting to the same o' ppl. It doesn't reflect very well on myself, and I don't very much want to come across as a nagger, a moaner, nor a whiner to my friends, because as it is, there is nothing glamourous about it. As a psychology student, I've learnt enough to understand that I am probably dysthymic, so anyone out there who knows the right mechanisms to deal with my problem, you are very welcome to comment on my blog. I'd also like to forwarn anybody who might be reading this not to expect perfect english presentation down here because first of all I am proud of being singlish and I only so totally want to be myself here. If you really care enough to comment about bad english then cough up some $ for me to take a course; otherwise, shuddup.