There's a person, who wants me to write very good things about him, based on what he has done for me on my birthday. Cos he would like me to clarify that the past few posts on him were very biased >.<
Ok, I was emotional, but I always am. Perhaps thats where most of my inspiration for novels come from also.
Er but ya, he did quite a number of amazing things yesterday, for which, I am duty bound to report them truthfully here.
But I am feeling a bit unwell. My nose is runny and my stomach is painful. So I will leave the complementing post for another day ok? Good things are worth waiting for..
p.s. I added a new list to my blog titled "Regrets".
I suddenly feel abit down after Eugene left my house and I'm unable to sleep and am currently reflecting upon my life, since my birthday is also drawing to an end..
And ya..I just realised, I have had this blog skin for 4 years since 2004 already.
In addition, the contents of my blog changed...more like the style. In case none of you read, my first post was a poem =) And that was the inspiration for setting up a blog also. My first blog was at the open diary and I had alot alot of prose, poems, literature there. I was all poetic.
But I am growing all too realistic. My well of inspiration seems to have dried up over the past 2 years. Is it the effect of time on me that I am growing a previously unknown trait called practicality?
I feel like a lonely flower...all alone in the meadow, feeling the changing winds of time beating down upon me.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
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