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To-do list:

1. Tidy up the room.
1. Decluttering

Here comes the chicken-and-egg question.

This is exactly where I was stuck at. Often in the midst of tidying, I thought I'd get rid of the junks first, that are left untouched ever since they had settled in there. And each time I pull the pile of things that once labelled to have sentimental values out, I would stop and walk myself down the memory lane and eventually allow myself to place them back, as if they were meant to be there. Those are the things that my mom would coin them as, junks. Erm for example the red packets that I have collected over the years, articles from old newspaper that I have yet to read, leftovers from each DIY attempts, seashells from beaches I went... and many more, for a person who can't help herself from adding different sorts of collectibles into the collection.

I often lose my sanity when I ran through all these in my mind. Because it is an impossible mission to de-clutter literally! The most I could do is rearrange, or throw them some away. And as usual judging the values of those stuffs and deciding to keep or throw, for an indecisive person like me, can use up one whole week without eat drink sleep, that's if I were to. Now imagine the clutter ugh.

Sigh this post is not going to give myself more excuses to avoid the task, I hope. Keeping things that are once memorable could be heartbreaking but placing them in the dustbin requires more courage than I thought. There are still many things that I prefer not to touch, not to be reminded of. While those fated to be in the bin shall never be mentioned again.

I am back

HELLO IM BACK (in the blogosphere).

The reason for not updating is, simply being ashamed of my typical boring routine that will never intrigue any of you. Well, not that I'm implying this entry would though...

For the past few weeks, I have been treating my stomach well, to the extent that I eat even before hunger strikes. Having said that, I no longer practice the frequent-tea-time as I did back in Glasgow then. The previously-mouthwatering M&S cookies and Belgian chocolates have somehow failed to appear appetising to me. Weather does wonders heh.

Besides that, I have been busy decluttering. My pigsty is in a mess and I mean it. This is like what, the top of the to-do-list everyday. Which is left overdued a million thanks to my laziness. Everytime I look into the mess in the drawers, I just wish I'd never open it or more ridiculously silently hoping that things will rearrange themselves when I open it the next time. Well, there will always be a tomorrow right?

Hee, I am not being coherent again and it's time to sleep. Night.

4:14 am

Overly sentimental post ahead. Back off.

I hate the fact that I am always easily affected by emotions and let them rule my head. And often, I can be very surprised by my over reacted tear ducts when I look back.

Even if he sends me a short message which sounds something like: don't be worried and always have a worst case scenario and be prepared for that. This type of words, I would describe it as - classic. Not that he never said it before but very seldom, very indeed. And that pulled the string of memories that worth reminiscing.

I have been very mean to him. I made him cried because thats what he always did to me when we were younger. I have made him threaten a guy who had been bullying me in class. Yes I'm very proud to be that bitch because deep inside he proved that he cares a lot. That day, I confessed because I knew it would help him in searching his long-lost confidence.

Well, due to time constraint and the be-earliered sunrise and the bed which I yet to greet, I am cutting this short.

I just wanna say: Thank you bro.

Facebook

Watch this:



It gives me an eyesore everytime there are these new friend requests from unknowns. Or more cynically they request to be a friend of yours merely because you are one of his/her friend's friend whom we have not even met in person. Where did all these people pop out from seriously. It is a shame when all social networking sites are turning into clones of friendster.

Besides that this Mark Zuckerberg is a genius. He successfully created this contagious disease called facebook addiction which resembles the issue of global warming very very much. People realised the problems and they promised to do something to it. But day after day not only the problem has yet to be solved, the hole in the ozone layer is getting much bigger before people even come to realisation. Sigh this is the only bad analogy I can come up with. Just bear with it okay.

I think I know

This is evil.

By this, I refer to the rapid interchanging state of mind which I have obviously lost control of.

For instance, I thought of CPP when I was studying for DDS and now, vice versa.

And I gotta put a stop to this. Or else, possession by schizophrenia is most likely.

Deep breathing may help. But I think nihilism works way much better for the time being.

Right. I think I know what to do now.