Saturday, January 9, 2010
Moths in the pit of my stomach.
Just scrutinised the Term 1 timetable and had this rude shock of how the upcoming year is going to be like. It does not look like any fun. I am now, incredibly anxious (in a very bad way) and feel like throwing up. Oh man.
Signing off @ 3:42 AM


Friday, January 1, 2010
I am going to jump into the abyss.
Everytime I try to reflect on 2009 and try to write it out in an entry,I find myself trying to be poignant. I dont know why. So screw reflection. I want to look forward.

This year,I am going to get it right. I know that the road ahead is probably going to be unclear,unsettling and unfamiliar. But you know what - despite knowing this,I am strangely calm. Comforted,even.

I reckon 2010 is going to be like diving into a crowd with your eyes closed. You know that for the split moment you're free-falling (Cue John Mayer's cover of Free Fallin) - it's going to feel like your insides are twisting in the worse ways. And when you hit the crowd it is going to hurt from the poking of fingers and knuckles and that overall change in pressure. It is going to be painful and fucking uncomfortable.But somehow you'll be having the time of your life anyways. Because you will be crowd surfing damnit. Freaking,crowd surfing!

I say yes to crowd surfing. Fuckyes! crowd surfing.
Signing off @ 6:15 PM