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  • Why Do All Good Things Come To An End?
    Monday, March 5 / 23:28

    Can a broken vase ever be fixed back perfectly?

    I take back whatever I said in the previous entry, about having all the time to myself. As what Afro text-ed me, "When you have all the time in the world, and you minds actually starts thinking. You'll then have the weirdest feelings. You're not alone. =)" And that is why I love my lesbian. Also, I hate school for today.

    Questioning yourself, we all do that. Thoughts running around playing with our minds. Sometimes I do get very afraid when I start questioning. Afraid of the answers to be exact. Definitely crestfallen if it turns out bad. Especially when reality tells me that someone else is answering me when I'm questioning myself. One of the few reasons we question ourselves is because we're growing up(not vertically for me). We're in dire need of answers, deprived of what's to come. Curiosity does kill the cat though, been there and done that.

    I'm turning 19 this year, and I always thought I've been through almost everything. Slap yourself Dayana Bohan. Don't speak such words unless you're already 91. We've all been through alot, be it good or bad times; from riding a cable car for the first time to losing faith. It's what I called; experience. Experience has given me a clearier view of how life is/going to be like. Or maybe not. From there is when I start questioning myself. I want to know so much, but time is not the essence here. Speaking of which we all know what is right and wrong, but we all don't know when is right or wrong.

    There're still questions in my mind still left unanswered. One of which I have already given up trying to find the answer. I've waited far too long, and I've cared far too much. I thought we were almost awesome, not(Borat came to my mind haha). I don't expect myself to understand it either. I was wrong, or is it that you wronged me? Ok point taken, let's move on.

    But questioning ourselves has it downs too, assumptions that is. We think and thought at the wrong things; things which are non-existent and not justified. In other words, me make up our own answers. Just like in soap dramas, this always happen. The mother didn't call the daughter, thinking that she's angry with her when she's not and that the daughter is now in hospital and the mother doesn't know about it. So many ands. And how you want to beat up the director for having such a script. Still, it gets the audience going. Frm friends, I learnt assumptions makes things even more worst.

    Maybe you're right lesbian, I'll question myself first before I question others. Or if only YOU can read my mind, so I don't have to ask myself, you or even. Maybe them. Even if I can't find the answers/right answers, I'm sure God will open my heart to it.

    And Nadia questioned me, I was unable to give her a definite answer. Does that already explain everything?


    The vase maybe broken and cannot be fixed, but the broken pieces can be melted and be made into a new vase.


    Adam made my night, he made me giggle like a gundoooo.

    This is one of those nights where I'll just think.

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