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Everything is still fine, and I thought this won't strike me, not as soon as today, 6 days, the 6th day after I arrived sg.
My right eyelid twitched today. I thought, being home, wouldn't have any sad things happened to me. Didn't know this actually, also consider as one. Blaa, nonsense elia.
I don't know why. Why today? Maybe I am too free. Or maybe too much of...
I wanna know. But I know I shouldn't. Usually Elia act upon impulsiveness. Hence, usually after a while, elia will tell herself, no, you shouldn't do this. And yea, I know, I shouldn't. Since, it's like this. I can't, and please don't. Things will get complicated.
At these point of time, I actually thought, I should really get back to Australia, real early.
On my way home today, everything so familiar, so many memories. As usual, stupid elia talk about memories again. I thought, maybe a remote spot would be a good idea for people to move on real quickly. Though I still think of in Australia. But at least at that point of time I know I am farther down there.
And maybe, a better place or activities to aid in this type of matter would be doing some volunteering work. For instance, like going to africa, thailand or whatever, some third world countries which technology is not as advance. No internet, no phone, no nothing. Totally cut you off from other part of the globe. Lead you to no choice to have any news, contact from that someone. In addition, volunteering work meaning, doing something, having something to keep you busy. Brilliant right?! ahahahaha. For once I think I am smart. But elia must have the courage to do so.
I don't how to say, who to tell. And most importantly, tell for what? ahaha. Everyone must be tire of my nonsense. I know, I keep moving back and forth. And I know, like what you all say, I shouldn't do this anymore. And I know too. I shouldn't. I can't.
Facebook-ing as usual. Look at some profiles. I seriously think. I am not up for anything. I don't know what is the four letter word. How can someone possibly feel sad for everything. LOL. And I conclude. I am just a sad person, emo person. That's all. And it explains a lot. I just like to be sad.
Sour, heartache, all fake. They are just component in making somebody feel so real at times, and is a building blocking for the making of "sad".
Sorry blog, you must have hear this for umpteen times. More to go. But I know. I will control. ahahahahahaha.
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Sometimes, it's not as easy as you think you can do it.
