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Thursday, January 15, 2009

maybe sometimes i shouldn't be so passive. i shouldn't follow my moods too much? i really don't know. i always do and say what my heart feels. and it seems most of the time i prefer to just be laid back and try not to be occupied with all the stuff going on. and because i follow my heart i tend to end up keeping to myself quite a lot. just trying to find some peace, motivation and to just try so hard to keep myself happy. observant ones saw through it, what's beneath my smiles and all that nonsense i'm so used to talking. i'm surprised, and not in a good way. i don't even know what's going on within me or what's going on in my mind anymore. i kind of am grateful for lessons cos they tune me to be focused at least on something. to think correctly and not be thinking of like almost nothing?! i love talking, so i'm sorry my friends if you have to put up with it. it's my only way of releasing those pent up feelings which i didn't know exist. it's what i do to clear my mind even if what comes out seems like rubbish and it probably is. i'm still trying to understand myself sometimes.

but i'm glad for people who truly care, people who bother to try to see what's behind my facial expressions and words. and for people around to be so understanding and patient with me. i really am glad in that sense. and sometimes you can see who truly cares through the eyes of that person.



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