Bullets
ho-hum. i kind of miss writing so i suppose going back to good ol' LJ would do the trick. i've been so lazy lately to actually use my brain to construct a proper sentence (actually just lazy in general). well nothing has changed, hehe, but at least i'm doing something about it. this and hundred-million-things in my to-do list. okay confession, there's no list yet since, yeah, i'm lazy to do that as well. haha!
okay, another paragraph to break the "lazy" curse. blech. i want to treat 2011 lightly, i'm willing to be torn in different directions. i have that faith in myself that whatever circumstances i get myself into i'd be just fine. i don't want to waste time over-thinking, over-planning and over-stressing. moderation is something i want to attain, and sustain. oh yeah, rhyming for the heck of it. also, i want to focus in keeping those people who really matters. it would be nice if i can create imaginary strings to connect me to them so whenever we need each other all they need is to tug. the imaginary string could be Facebook, Twitter, SMS, writing letters, e-mail and, sure, smoke signals. i owe myself the chance to be truly happy just because. i really can get lonely, really lonely. so initially i isolate myself from people; i go back to my dark cave where i can destruct my own world without dragging and hurting anyone. i guess it's an only child thing--to be brave cos no sibling would ever come to rescue. so i would like to change that in me. i want to be the strong person who is never afraid in trying things unfamiliar. asking for help is unfamiliar to me, yes dude, i'm THAT chicken i'd get rejected.
end of my first-entry-for-2011.
this is nice. :)