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Food for Thought:

I put on the full armor of God:
the belt of truth, breastplate of righteousness, shoes of the gospel,helmet of salvation. I take up the shield of faith and sword of the Spirit, and I choose to wield these weapons at all times in the power of God. I choose to pray at all times in the Spirit.

07 May 2010

Got to  make this quick, theres no real reason actually behind the being "quick" gotta go thing... hah! I just finished watching a movie with my brother: "13 going on 30" it was pretty cute... I know its very child-like the romance was just too darn too good to be true, I'm not quite certain if I already made an entry about that movie but any how: it sure did hit it a spot there... right in that left corner that beats constantly to pump the blood out of me. I admit I'm not a good writer or a person who has good grammar, its just that for the past couple of years I would try to revive this blog of mine to keep me alive.

Meaning, this the only outlet where I can put my thoughts down... I'm quite pathetic and cliché, the thought of me just listening to "Friday I'm in love by The Cure" just goes to show its so coincidental. I want to get over this thoughts, I don't want to dream of this boys anymore and let me even think of "love"--- hence I don't actually want to be pressured with this thing called "love". May be I've gone mad already in terms of being a "hater" well you can also put it like that. I miss a lot of things in my life and I don't want to enumerate them, frankly I'm lost... I feel like a lost child in the woods.

Earlier in the morning, I went to the Den and browsed through books and just wanted to grabbed a really good book and relax and let my head calm itself down. Its more of like I want to go home and place myself to something familiar and lay there until time lapse. The book I randomly picked up was just right: "The Peter Principle" perfect for the "mood swing". I currently feel my eyes welling up again, I'm injecting myself with the thoughts of "no regrets, whats done is done". I'm condoned to this feeling... insanely empty and cold. Three words eight letters. What makes it even harsh is that, I feel that the month of May is drawing closer to me.

crashing smoothly on the bed, this sure did help me.

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