With security comes peace

I wanted to write about this for some time now already.



So many of us wants and hopes that someday, the sooner the better, everyone would come to be in peace with the next person. We want world peace so much I think it may already be a need in so many people's eyes. While in the bathroom, I thought that instead of wishing for world peace, I wish that every single one of us would have somebody to be there for, and somebody to be there for us. Is this wish so much more realistic? Not necessarily, but I think it really makes sense.

Personally, though, I wish that there would always be somebody I would feel comfortable enough to talk (incessantly) to, for breakfast, lunch, tea break, dinner, supper, dessert. Bliss is eating because you feel like it + talking to somebody because you want to + hearing out somebody that you wouldn't consider if he/she matters to you or not.


This post now looks so pretty to me, really.

vacuum vroooooooooooom

OH NO NO NO NO NO

This morning, I looked out of a moving vehicle's window and into another. I saw a middle-aged man with a cigarette between his lips, another middle-aged woman beside him. In another, I saw another middle-aged man in a similar-looking business suit. I thought of sex (please don't get the wrong idea: No, it wasn't because of the men, hello!?) and hence, of responsibilities. I was glad for responsibilities then.


Now??????????????????????????

I've just surfed the 'net and my physics homework and math paper are in my bag and essays are still on my mental to-do list and last but not least, my ss revision is lying all untouched! Oh my god oh my god responsibilites can suck most of the time, agree with me please.

I like blank spaces for being so scary

There's so many things I think of writing of (but not necessarily writing them here as I forgot about this place!) but I don't, because I have been keeping things all quiet and real private, penning down my thoughts in a pink book given to me sometime after my birthday. When I write in the book, which I hope only specific people get to read, I am more honest and spoken so I guess I should continue doing so and keep this up. On the other hand, I do not contemplate as much. In other words, I do not (seldom anyway) think before I write.

On another note, maybe I should not have told you its pink. I hope you really do not have a curious nature. Well, unless you are one of the above-mentioned persons (i.e. specific people that I hope would get to read what I wrote and know me as a person and not as the Whatever which I portray to you, or at least try to.)

Oh my god, this is getting too long, much to my dislike. Good-bye is my new favourite word!!!!!!!!!