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Monday, December 03, 2007

Bad Day?

Every once in awhile, there will be days where nothing seems right
Today, seems to be it
Again
Nothing particular has happened
And yet this weird feeling of helplessness overcame me
Perhaps it’s a culmination of events
I don’t really know
Truly
I wonder sometimes
Whether this is right and where this is leading
But I can conclude nothing
It may seem strange that a person like me
Who always seem to be jovial and slightly insane could feel so
Perhaps its true that I am insane
I think too much
And yet I think too little
I ponder, question and ridicule at my silliness
And lack of common sense
Again, with no end in sight

This is yet another one of those entries
Which does not seem to make sense at all
And yet it could mean so much

The fact that I am writing this during working hours, hiding from my friends and acquaintances may even indicate my need for inner peace
Craving for seclusion
And yet, most of the other times, I am afraid of loneliness
How very strange right?
Don’t ask why
In fact don’t even ask
Pretend that this entry was never written in the first place
I justify my writing only for the sole aim of documenting the frequency of these “days”
Hopefully, its just one of those “days”
Where I need and should be left alone.
Bah
__________________________________________________________________
Side note: What a grand entry back to my barely empty blog ehy? Oh well. Am fine now. So, to all those who are worrying or considering to worry, don’t and thanks.

|Daneo| 2:27 PM|

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Bad Day? |2:27 PM

Every once in awhile, there will be days where nothing seems right
Today, seems to be it
Again
Nothing particular has happened
And yet this weird feeling of helplessness overcame me
Perhaps it’s a culmination of events
I don’t really know
Truly
I wonder sometimes
Whether this is right and where this is leading
But I can conclude nothing
It may seem strange that a person like me
Who always seem to be jovial and slightly insane could feel so
Perhaps its true that I am insane
I think too much
And yet I think too little
I ponder, question and ridicule at my silliness
And lack of common sense
Again, with no end in sight

This is yet another one of those entries
Which does not seem to make sense at all
And yet it could mean so much

The fact that I am writing this during working hours, hiding from my friends and acquaintances may even indicate my need for inner peace
Craving for seclusion
And yet, most of the other times, I am afraid of loneliness
How very strange right?
Don’t ask why
In fact don’t even ask
Pretend that this entry was never written in the first place
I justify my writing only for the sole aim of documenting the frequency of these “days”
Hopefully, its just one of those “days”
Where I need and should be left alone.
Bah
__________________________________________________________________
Side note: What a grand entry back to my barely empty blog ehy? Oh well. Am fine now. So, to all those who are worrying or considering to worry, don’t and thanks.

moo.
Daneo.


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