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Big white room
Friday, April 15, 2011 8:22:00 PM

I'm currently nestled in my cosy loft, surrounded by fluffy pillows with warm lighting filling the area, the coolness of the air condition against my skin yet I'm warmly tucked under my comforter, listening to Jessie J, having some 'me' time. It's quite lovely right now. Some Mexican food right now would be the icing on the cake. After a week like what I had, this almost feels therapeutic. The week has been the worst by far, more in detail on Sunday probably, but I'm so glad the weekend are here regardless of the fact that in two days it's Monday again. And the vicious cycle repeats.

Whenever I come one here to blog about my mundane life or talk about things in general, I can't help but feel constrained knowing that people actually read this space therefore I have to be aware of what I actually say lest I offend someone. Because I care too much about what others others think or feel. Almost way too much. So tonight, I'm trying to adopt a mindset of just saying whatever that I want to say because this is my diary (sorta). I hope to be able to look back in the future and see how much I've grown or changed, for better or worse. This place holds some kind of memories in the stage of my life, I guess.

I absolutely can't stand people who are so full of themselves. It irks me to no end but of course, I never say anything for fear of getting into a brawl or argument of some sort. However, it is extremely annoying. Accept that you are not always right and listen to other's opinions. Stop forcing your views and opinions upon others. Everyone has different views, it's up to one self to weigh the views and opinions. So stop trying to shove your bullshit down my throat. Even if you make quite a lot of sense it does not mean that I completely agree with you. Try listening to other point of views, perhaps that may broaden your horizon of things. It grinds my nerves so much when people use the tone of voice that's basically screaming superior and it makes you feel so unequal. All humans are equal. So kindly just step down from your pedestal and learn to talk less and try listening more instead.

I get distracted too easily these days. When I'm studying, I fiddle with my iPod at least once every 10-15 minutes on average. On the topic of studying, I'm so brain dead now after such a draining week. I think whatever I had been revising for Social Studies a while ago hasn't entered my brain one bit. I can recall bits and pieces, from study that chapter too many times over obviously, but nothing concrete. Anyway, back to the point, when I'm praying too. I say about 3 lines and my mind starts to wander. Then I try to drag myself back and focus but I end up thinking about other stuff again. Then I somehow drift into sleep. I've been so exhausted these days that I fall asleep in the position that I'm praying in. Basically everything remains untouched with the exception of my comforter. It's quite bad. Both the exhaustion and my short span of concentration.

I have to stop swearing so much and stop calling people stupid, even if it is a joke. Because I would think I'd hate it if someone called me stupid on a regular basis. I don't have much control over my tongue though. It seems to have a mind of its own before transmitting whatever it had just said back to the brain. Nevertheless, 1) I need to stop swearing 2) I need to stop calling people stupid.

I haven't had lovely conversations in a while but the two lovely ones I had with Isabelle this week was plenty refreshing. Finally, someone that understands to a certain extent. For the two posts she made about me, this paragraph will be for her. Thanks for listening to me lovely, you are incredible.

I'm be chancing across so many cute couples recently. Is this some kind of sign of some sort?