Sometimes I pinch myself to see whether I'm still in the real world. Some things seem so surreal, either good or bad, that I have hard times trying to differentiate the real thing against just plain old hopeful thoughts.
I stayed in last weekend and made some surprisingly wonderful discoveries. And yes, when I say I stayed in, meaning I didn't get out of my room except to eat, shower and shit -_-"
(Thank God for Unifi)
I'm beginning to see how life is actually wonderful, but its just us that are too blind or refuse to see it. I guess it's better once you're purified with a sense of content at heart and be thankful for the things you actually have and make the best out of it. These past few months I've been super lost, down, emo, frustrated, stressed....just name it, I had it.
Only last week that I felt much better, I guess cause I was anxious to actually seize the day while I'm awake and alive and do things I want to (and trying hard not to fall sick; which I did anyway -_-" ) and not be down in the dump at all times.
And yes, to that person, in case you're reading this, I'm still angry for being interrogated in such way. BUT, I am slowly picking myself up, and taking small steps before I start running. Life is good, why waste it on such matters of heart, which even to the heart is unknown. Let it be, let it be and they will come to you.
Oh, and I watched 500 days of summer during the second day of Raya in my room in Malacca, and Lord, I've never felt so attached to something fictional in a damn long time. That movie is gold, cause I've been there done that and it was like pressing the replay button on you life VCR. Insane!
And you, on the other hand, I hope I'm not living in my own perfect dream, cause when I wake up I'd like to see you there, still =)
This might be a very mysteriously cryptic post for most of you but I'll be back with a normal post very very soon! xx