| this is the end i guess. |
[Jan. 25th, 2007|05:16 pm] |
so now.. i have revived this journal once again. but i'm not gonna post in it any longer. this will officially be the last post. i'm just gonna abandon it. so that it will join the ranks of those blogs that are stagnant and no longer updated.
i'm just sick of this journal already. everything in here just seem so... dull. bleak. insignificant. meaningless. whatever. i can't think of a word that actually fits.
i thought it would be easier to just delete it. you know.. delete the account. once again. but i've decided that this time it will be different. i'm just gonna leave it. instead of erasing what has happened... i'm gonna leave it. take a step forward, say goodbye and move on. to the depths of the unknown.
i don't know if i'm gonna set up a new one. i probably would... if anyone is interested in knowing the address (that is if i do set up one) then you can always come and ask me.
but right now... this will just be it.
goodbye sweet love.
if anyone do need to contact me.. here -----> incognita-@hotmail.com |
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[Jan. 14th, 2007|05:19 pm] |
i really am disgusted with myself.
do you all really know who i am?
seriously i'm not as intelligent, nice, kind, cheerful, outgoing, pleasant, good as you all think i am. i'm actually very disgusting and repulsive. i'm just one lazy, dull, cowardly, useless and revolting slob.
only God still loves me despite of who i am. for that i'm eternally grateful.
the rest of you are welcome to leave me anytime. |
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| when flowers gaze at you, they're not the only ones who cry when they see you |
[Jan. 12th, 2007|03:51 pm] |
i wanna go on a holiday. badly. (maybe that's why i haven't been really going out to look for a job).
although the weather has been really cool these two days which really makes me wanna lie in bed forever, i would pop up in an instant if someone waves an air ticket right in front of my face.
i wanna get on a plane. go somewhere far away. somewhere where nobody knows me at all. somewhere where i'll just be a stranger roaming the streets. alone.
where no one knows my name.
just so i could spend hours sitting in a cafe people-watching, walking down the streets looking at window displays and perhaps have a chance encounter with a stranger. that would be nice.
truth to be told, maybe i just really wanna get away. to spend time alone. to sort things out. without fear that my phone will ring or that someone will knock on my door and ask me to eat or that i would see a familiar face.
so now. who would be so kind to sponser my trip? i would be willing to do anything for you. really.
who knows. maybe when you read this i'm already gone. |
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| love is in the air? |
[Jan. 8th, 2007|08:12 pm] |
watching the waltz on tv... or basically the various dance routines makes me wanna be in love... *swoons*
I love you without knowing how or when or from where. I love you straightforwardly without complexities or pride. I love you because I know no other way than this. So close that your hand on my chest is my hand. So close that when you close your eyes I fall asleep |
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[Dec. 28th, 2006|11:43 am] |
As I was doing my QT this morning... i read a passage which talks about how we much watch what we say because "the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity. The tongue is so set among our members that it defiles the whole body, and sets on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire by hell". yes.. i must start watching what i say before i get myself into trouble or more trouble. really. or perhaps someone should put a duct tape over my mouth and after which my allowed responses are only yes, no, thank you, sorry. good idea isn't it. oh wait. i won't be able to eat or drink if i do that. then perhaps i should give my good friends the right to slap me when i say something bad. but then most probably i'll end up with a swollen face and that won't be pretty. guess i would have to think of something better then.
"Even a fool is counted wise when he holds his peace; When he shuts his lips, he is considered perceptive." - Proverbs 17:28 |
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