harlii.ol.day

How are you? I noticed you've changed. A lot, actually. You've been flirting a little more than usual even when you're on a date. Complaining about your job and how exhausting it is while others struggle to get one. Breaking hearts here and there. Forgiveness seems a very hard thing for you to give away lately. It looks like money is all that matters to you now. How you look, how people are gonna see you, what they're gonna say. You smile when others compliment you. You think about those things pretty much all the time. Loud music, drinking on an empty stomach, dancing. That's your thing, I get it. It seems like a very nice escape. Especially when you're covering something up - your loneliness. But hey, mean girl, never forget who you are. How many friends you have, how many people like you because you're just... you. How simple and funny you are even without the expensive things you buy. That's how you earned your friends. By being who you are. And yes,...

 Not to get too personal on a platform designed for sharing with strangers, but mourning a friendship you chose to end is a unique and strange kind of grief. that thing you saw that made you think of them, who will you share it with? that thing sitting on your desk that you hadn't gotten around to mailing to them, what will you do with it now? that trick or skill they taught you, that resource they shared with you, that song they played you that you still like-- they're still part of your life, but now sometimes you feel sad and angry when they come up and wonder if you have a right to them anymore.  your friend isn’t dead. somewhere, they are alive and experiencing all the joys you would have celebrated with them and the pain you would have tried to support them through. they're having a day somewhere and you're not going to ask them how it's going. you're not going to talk about it. you're not going to laugh at those inside jokes you had with only them eve...

  Don't Worry I will free you when it's finally time for you to go.. For a heart that's been torn, there's not much you can do but understand.. Remember these words? Don't worry I will free you when it's finally time for you to go..it hursts I know.. but it explains everything. There's no easy way to let go of something that I know will never happen again but I will face the world around me knowing that I am strong enough to let you go, I'm aware that you only came into my life for a while.

I have a job that keeps me busy most of the time,  I spend my rest days mostly  at home to make up with the stress of the whole week and get back to work once it is over, and..... that's it! Geez, I never realized that things are getting so much into a routine.  My brain should get rusty and dusty in no time. Then I thought of, what about making a blog? Geez, that was super. lol. With this one, I'll try my very best for my blog entries not to be dramatic,  self-centered, mysterious, and annoying.  Of course I have had my blog entries on multiply,  and as I re-read them,  I questioned myself, "was I drunk while making these entries?" lol. Anything under the sun. Just to keep my mind working  (cos I don't feel like it is, lately).

It's been a while, eh? Geez, the last blog that I've posted was dated February. Haha. It's time for a new one, I say. What has happened between the last blog and this new one? Much? I dunno.  I had a relationship with someone, swamped myself with work, fought with my dad for the nth time, wasted money, time, blah.  Ummm, I dunno what else to put on here or where to start to make this journal sound decent. Maybe I should just put in whatever butts in my mind. Ahh, what about my recent post in facebook? Heehee. See, I've been going round in circles, but I am somehow managing to make myself survive from all the stress and emotions I have been going through lately. I don't want this journal to sound mushy and all, but, yeah, I went through fry just recently.  Alright, this is what I have in mind right now: Lee Carr song 'The way we used to be Would I look hot if I wore glasses? Coffee date with Hazel later tonight What gift would Santa give me for Xmas.? Told 'y...