when we want something, we find whatever means to justify that. when we don't, we think up of all sorts of sorry excuses. despicable bunch, aren't we?
someone commented today: "wow, you sure have bad luck in life"
really?
but i can still smile. that doesn't make it so bad now, does it?
i can still distinctly recall, my aunt so curiously asked my mom, wondering aloud, how is it that i am so happy always.
i really honestly have no idea.
she's delusional though, cos i certainly do have mood swings, sometimes lasting up to days..
anyway, i discovered something that i think i'm pretty good at. you see, no matter how many times it breaks, i can still put it all back together. piece by piece, time after time. sure, its a little cracked, rumpled and scarred. its no longer pretty, but hey, its still there! my heart's pretty resilient after all =))
this appeared on my twitter timeline today:
"When one door closes, another door opens... Just don't spend your life in the hallway." -TheLoveStories
well, i have learnt enough to stop staring at closed doors, albeit a little slow. but i'm still in the hallway. you see, when a door opens, and when you're walking through, it abruptly slams in your face. you can't walk through it now, can you?
therefore: its time to cut my own doors and build myself my own room. brick by brick..
its weekend officially!!! i just spent the whole day out, from class to Starbucks and on to Battle of the Bands in a VERY smoky cafe.. [i stripped my jeans and top off the minute i walked into my room.. *bleahhhh] share the story with you lot tomorrow..
am awfully tired at the moment.. hence the ranting and messy post *waves*
nights y'all~
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