Moving On: Nearing Acceptance
Update for several days today:
I had a pretty good dream a couple of days ago. Well, not -good-. per-se, but interesting at the very least. I dreamt that I was in my house, whilst a mafia mobster was robbing us blind. I sat in the room, hugging my legs to my chest. I could -feel- myself shivering in my dreams.
When the mobsters had left, mom, dad and I decided to move out of our house so the mobsters wouldn't ever find us again. For some odd reason, we moved in with Lou.
The scene shifts--and I am in a museum. Surprisingly, it looks pretty much like CLS, only, its in Singapore. And I'm walking down the isles and rows arm in arm with Jean Louis. (Jean, Jean Louis... x_x They're so easily confused. At least Jean's a girl and Jean Louis is a guy... *foams at the mouth*)
So there we were in the CLS-museum-that-is-not-CLS-because-CLS-is-not-in-Singapore, walking around, having fun.
And then I woke up.
My mind is -so- playing tricks on me. Ugh.
The Boiling Rock was leaked a few days ago, and I must say that I watched it. However illegal it is. x_x Because my ex boyfriend dumped me, and I deserve some good Zutara. I swear, the Zutara NYCC trailer has renewed me vigor in shipping Zutara. Down with Kataang!
..I don't understand it. So far, I have not met a Kataanger who was anything but rude. They seem to think that we Zutarians are dirt. Ugh. I know there are nice Kataangers out there, but those I've met have totally tainted my view of them.
Forever.
Helped Jeffrey with an essay. And he made me happy--because, let's face it. I'm a vapid narcissist, and I get happy whenever someone tells me my English is superb.
Oh, and my oh-so-brilliant-ex-boyfriend posted something in his blog about him making easy money, and something about money being sweet and important, blah blah blah...
...and I say to that--
WHO'S MONEY MINDED NOW?! At least have the fucking guts to tell me the REAL reason you dumped me. Calling me money minded and sarcastic isn't exactly the most brilliant move--especially when its pretty damn obvious you're money minded too.
Whoa, did I just skyrocket back to anger there? Damn. And here I thought I'd reached acceptance.
I've finally done some things that I've been hesitant to do since he first dumped me, though. Here's the complete list; the bolded things are those I've finally managed to do without crying/thinking about him.
i) Wash and vacuum my car.
ii) Look back at my old blog entries about us.
iii) Watch 'A Cinderella Story'.
iv) Go to the beach. (did this with H.H, Genny and S.Pheng the other day. Cried when I got home.)
v) Go into Evolution Music in Gurney Plaza and pick up a guitar.
vi) Play my own guitar.
vii) Watch Tsubasa Chronicles.
viii) Dye my hair. Then straighten it.
ix) Go to my aunt's place to hang out with her.
x) Keep away the cards/gifts he's given me.
xi) Look at all our pictures together.
xii) Delete the pictures of us together from my private Friendster photo album.
Oh, and, Singapore, tomorrow night. Which means I've to pack tonight. UGH. All this when I'm in the groove to work on my SDL duel with En! To everyone who's been worried about me--I shall be fine when I get home. I promise. Singapore's going to be my way of putting it all in the past. So don't worry about me.
Thanks for caring, you guys. I love you all!
I had a pretty good dream a couple of days ago. Well, not -good-. per-se, but interesting at the very least. I dreamt that I was in my house, whilst a mafia mobster was robbing us blind. I sat in the room, hugging my legs to my chest. I could -feel- myself shivering in my dreams.
When the mobsters had left, mom, dad and I decided to move out of our house so the mobsters wouldn't ever find us again. For some odd reason, we moved in with Lou.
The scene shifts--and I am in a museum. Surprisingly, it looks pretty much like CLS, only, its in Singapore. And I'm walking down the isles and rows arm in arm with Jean Louis. (Jean, Jean Louis... x_x They're so easily confused. At least Jean's a girl and Jean Louis is a guy... *foams at the mouth*)
So there we were in the CLS-museum-that-is-not-CLS-because-CLS-is-not-in-Singapore, walking around, having fun.
And then I woke up.
My mind is -so- playing tricks on me. Ugh.
The Boiling Rock was leaked a few days ago, and I must say that I watched it. However illegal it is. x_x Because my ex boyfriend dumped me, and I deserve some good Zutara. I swear, the Zutara NYCC trailer has renewed me vigor in shipping Zutara. Down with Kataang!
..I don't understand it. So far, I have not met a Kataanger who was anything but rude. They seem to think that we Zutarians are dirt. Ugh. I know there are nice Kataangers out there, but those I've met have totally tainted my view of them.
Forever.
Helped Jeffrey with an essay. And he made me happy--because, let's face it. I'm a vapid narcissist, and I get happy whenever someone tells me my English is superb.
Oh, and my oh-so-brilliant-ex-boyfriend posted something in his blog about him making easy money, and something about money being sweet and important, blah blah blah...
...and I say to that--
WHO'S MONEY MINDED NOW?! At least have the fucking guts to tell me the REAL reason you dumped me. Calling me money minded and sarcastic isn't exactly the most brilliant move--especially when its pretty damn obvious you're money minded too.
Whoa, did I just skyrocket back to anger there? Damn. And here I thought I'd reached acceptance.
I've finally done some things that I've been hesitant to do since he first dumped me, though. Here's the complete list; the bolded things are those I've finally managed to do without crying/thinking about him.
i) Wash and vacuum my car.
ii) Look back at my old blog entries about us.
iii) Watch 'A Cinderella Story'.
iv) Go to the beach. (did this with H.H, Genny and S.Pheng the other day. Cried when I got home.)
v) Go into Evolution Music in Gurney Plaza and pick up a guitar.
vi) Play my own guitar.
vii) Watch Tsubasa Chronicles.
viii) Dye my hair. Then straighten it.
ix) Go to my aunt's place to hang out with her.
x) Keep away the cards/gifts he's given me.
xi) Look at all our pictures together.
xii) Delete the pictures of us together from my private Friendster photo album.
Oh, and, Singapore, tomorrow night. Which means I've to pack tonight. UGH. All this when I'm in the groove to work on my SDL duel with En! To everyone who's been worried about me--I shall be fine when I get home. I promise. Singapore's going to be my way of putting it all in the past. So don't worry about me.
Thanks for caring, you guys. I love you all!