once broken considered sold

a phrase too overused. hmm.

lessons are hard to catch up and bio stuff are hard to remember... wondering what i should work on for my ILP... will it be crazy if i decide on something to do with fashion? about trends, beauty, costs, tradition vs modern... ? mm i think i'll die regardless of theme chosen. need to mug more.

reading tues w morrie...

we had this talk during ct session. it's crap that relationship heals over time. what is time? the antiseptic solution to disinfect. no because you can't undo what a relationship has done to you. the gauze? can time prevent air-bourne infection? no, you'll still be affected with tinges of jealousy as love around you (that does not involve you) hangs in the air.

realised on fri that first aid knowledge can only serve you well if you have the necessary equipment. without all the essential materials whatever knowledge you have cannot be expressed.

when the choice you make is the only one left, will it be right?

once broken considered sold.
a broken heart sold to the one who destroyed it..

just stock up on the first aid kit.

so simple it's confusing

jc life has sort of started. sort of. not really. just the orientation which really isn't representative of real jc life yet.

u know sometimes you make a decision not exactly based on rational reasoning but more of like choosing a path that's laid before you and walking it is just a follow through? not that you regret the decision but at some point u'll look back and wonder why you did it and then the devil starts talking and you start to question urself whether you really did the right thing... It's how you start to become unsure and insecure and suddenly the path you chose seems narrower, darker and thicker with trees...

i've tried so long and worked hard (i hope) at trying to make things work but somehow nothing comes out right. i don't know where the problem lies and i seem to be constantly receiving a message from you that just says leave me alone. i've forgotten what this feeling was. now i realise, im tired. hurt and upset yes. but ultimately im exhausted. you win. i give up.

even though you found the key, the person's not there...