i think the last time i posted here was in 2011.
Back when I decided to leave most of my pre-2011 life behind for good.
Surprisingly, many of the ljs i followed are still around.

 no, i've not forgotten you and why I loved you. I got over you, some time ago, long time ago, but when you feel that strongly for a particular person for so long, and go through that much, you don't ever forget. In fact, you don't want to forget. I won't forget why you were special, and still are. Someday maybe, as His will allows it ( Read more... )

 the less you depend on others, the less screwed up you get when they default on you (which tends to happen every now and then). that having been said, one cannot shy away from forging those strong friendships altogether, for we humans kinda seek after it too. Perhaps you just gotta choose the right people and have the good foresight to do that (:

in one sentence: Love OG 8 even more after Medicamp and I can see that the year ahead will most probably be nothing short of awesome, with them (:

I'm now sitting in the recovery room with cheeks stuffed fat full of blood-soaked gauze. Oh and my tongue is hanging loose like a dog from all the anesthetic :) pls do not try to imagine this though, not a very pleasant sight. And definitely not a very pleasant feeling. So thus begins 6 days of intense inflammation and of course 6 days of MC :) ( Read more... )

you've gotta make a decision, stick to it, and don't look back no matter how tempting it is, because sometimes, what you believe to be patience and not being rash is actually just an excuse to carry on the current course of action, which is itself setting oneself up for further disappointment ( Read more... )

The motives of friendship are not, cannot be, easy to be define. That is assuming that motives are constant across all individual minds, which is a lovely lie. The only underlying agenda (yes, it sounds so dry and painful, but it's probably quite true so deal with it already) that could possibly be constant when it comes to friendship is that we ( Read more... )

He lived in a Samsonite hardside briefcase
cat & all...
In it were stacked,
notes from Stockholm,
lies from China,
sometimes cries,
and cigar smoke.

Tobacco dust, like his tears found the corners
when he couldn't wipe them off his spectacle rims.
Those were old too...but comfortable.

In that case,
arguments of what might have become of ( Read more... )

The weather is probably the first thing you noticed since the weekend, that suffocating stuffiness that just rests like a blanket all over the place, and sleep last night was rather erratic too. I can totally sense how that bodes well for the week ( Read more... )

a year on and i still haven't settled my future. really dislike having uncertainties so much so I cannot plan.

imma confused person now really.

but the running has been good :D