i pride myself as someone who dosn't take himself too seriously. thats y i'm ok with pple making fun of me from time to time. most of the time, i think its a good thing, but sometimes its a bitch. cos when i get angry, i just can't seem to let go of it.

its like a mood... a force rather, pulls down at your spirit, pulling apart your reality and sending ripples of energy downwards in destruction, forming a valley in a mountain, and then causing your perspective to see into the outside world from the very bottom. its a steep climb up and to fill the gourge takes time and effort - which result in my muscles becoming very tensed and tight. sometimes.. and it happened today, i can't even move my facial muscles, and i talk with a tremour. so even if i've filled the gap i don't look relaxed or normal. and just like land reclamation... it leaves a stench of artificial healing that makes me feel like i shouldn't have lost it in the first place.

went for supper with sengsong mich alex crystal and dza. ate $4 ji pai hor fun. $2 sugarcane. $1 pisang goreng and i was super bloated. drove lex's car to send crystal home, dza to sch then back towards home.

sometimes. always healing.