Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Why wouldn't the rain stop? I really need to hang my laundry, dammit.

I came up with a brilliant idea of the box of forgotten things. AH, nothing arty if you're asking me, it's just hmm an approach to complete a task, sorta. It's sorta linked to the guestlist and then to something else. While all these linked up, I thought of why people want to start all over again and mend their broken relationships or anything similar. I seldom or close to never do. I don't see the point. One being, I never hated anything in my life, except snails and maybe the hulk. What's wrong with letting things be? They made now, now. It's not exactly resigning to fate, but more like why think that things can be better when things are already great now? I mean okay I get that sometimes you mend stuff because things are exceptionally bad, but what if they're actually not? You get the drift? I never believed in bad times, it's all mental. It's more like insecurity and confidence. Or maybe it's an in-built sense of responsibility. But has it occurred to you that maybe this responsibility is more than redundant?

Or it's just a simple, "don't make things worse".

Anyhow, on to something else. I almost could feel the disappointment already. Just that it's not smack in the face yet. Sigh, I'm just waiting for it to be bestowed on me. HAHA. Oh it's nothing serious actually. Well, I fuss over the smallest things. Things are so twisted, I live on the memories of yesterday. It's never drastic when it's expected. Prepared for the worst, or so they say. I truly am a very positive person.

As usual, I lost my train of thoughts.

electrico ~ teenage queen