there's so much other more important things to do, but yet i chose to blog instead. 2 journals for Utheatre, model design for CGP, Java for CAOS, i've really got no priorities do i?

only until recently i've started to realise there really are people around me that will accept me for who how i am. people who are willing to flow along with my mindless chatter; people who are willing to play along with my reckless frolic. to all these people out there, i thank you and you will always be cherished.

standing around in a circle and yakking on about nonsense has never made so much sense to me before. the feeling's are all coming back. the warmth i've lost somewhere along my journey. the sensation of being needed and appreciated. a playful pat on the back, a sincere smile, the comfort of just being with one another.

its like all my senses been diluted to the point i became so self-conscious, so self-centred that i forgot the world around me. and it took such a ridiculously hard blow to knock me to my feet. now the world seems entirely different. from a metaphorical point of view, i feel like a wild stallion running through the greens. i can hear the wind breezing pass my ears, feel the sun beating down on my skin. i actually feel good.

someone commented, saying that my blog makes her wanna slash her wrist everytime she visits, and frankly i agreed with her. looking back all my old post made me wanna slash my own wrist. i mean, how did i ever grow to be so dark and emotional? did i think it was cool being emo?

but i've decided that all those older stories of mine, should just be branded as bullshit. they aren't worth crap to even revisit, maybe with the exception of my jellyfish post [: i'm gonna start leaving the past behind, there's a bright new day ahead of me everyday! people to pokefun of, ladies to impress, guys to bull with, jellyfish to blog about! YES.

i've just realised how superbly long i've gone on for, and haha, i'm starting to feel so silly about all these. i mean, i've never been so cheery about my life and now here i am blogging like a little girl who just got a new doll.

goodbye old me, it was fun while it lasted.
but now it seems that all you did was screw us up.
so here is the new me, shoving a knuckle into your face.
"this is for being so fucking emo." 

Waihong, out.