Monday, February 06, 2012

i've forgotten the sense of comfort i feel when i'm writing here. it's like talking to... a puppy (hahaha). you know, how you just talk and talk, and the puppy stares right at you back, completely not understanding anything you're saying, but it still stays there, waiting on your every word. that's how it feels.

and while i was going to write about a certain boy at work who is clearly infatuated with another (well, i have to say it just to let it out!), i'm not gonna go in detail.

rather, i am writing this to tell myself to get a grip. clean things up (especially the house, even when most of it isn't your mess). take care of yourself. and others. all those vouchers you took? -- photography, dancing, photo-book? --- use them. make yourself busy (and not forget about God).

okay?
okay :)

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