sometimes i cant stand myself for being so anal about the usage of words, but i guess it's just in me.
words are such a love-hate affair.
there's two entries of drafts stuck in my blog now as i cant find the right words and phrasing to channel my thoughts.


sometimes life is like drinking.
you drink, and you wish you get drunk so that you can lose yourself- let loose of whatever is holding you back, be it other's expectations of you or the rigidness of social norms.
and from here, two things can happen.

one. you get drunk and you let loose of yourself, enjoy the night, be free BUT end up with a hangover the next day and have to f*cking deal with the same old problems and the splitting headache.

two. you drink and drink, but not enough to get drunk and really lose yourself. you end up feeling even lousier than before you started popping the drinks.

bottom line.
you cant run away from your problems by numbing yourself.
life doesnt work this way.
never did, never will.


but there's nothing wrong in letting loose of yourself, as long as you know who you really are, what you are doing and going after. (:


people come and go, though there are some that you wish you never had to lose.
i can invest all the effort that i want to to make things work, but it always takes two to tango.
i lost a really close friend due to a misunderstanding three years back.
dont do this to me again.
i know you come to this space, i know you read this.
pls reply my mails and comment that ive left on your livejournal.
if things were to come to an end after all these years, at least let me know why.