Today, May 12, I am celebrating three occasions:

01. Sam's birthday

02. Mario's birthday

03. The official start of something I've always wanted to do but have somehow ignored in the past couple of years. Wish I could say what it is. But I don't want to jinx it. Hehe. Just wish me luck, ayt?



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I'm also seriously thinking about quitting smoking.

Yey to me! Hehe.

I've struck a deal with err... basta. Haha. I know that if there's something you need or want to do, there shouldn't be any conditions at all. You just have to do it. If you really want to, that is. However, just for the sake of whatever (am I making sense here?), there's just one thing I'm waiting for and if I achieve it, I PROMISE to quit.

Wish me luck on that again!

=)



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Ignoring someone that matters to me on purpose is something I was never good at.

Unless of course I was uhm... dared.

Then I'd be forced to do it.

I think that time has come.

Though pride is normally a bad thing, in this case, I think my pride will "save" me. I'm amazed to realize that I've got pride left. My pride, more than anything, will keep me going.

People have a certain threshold for things -- pain, suffering, patience, y'know stuff. And I feel I've reached my limit.

If deadma is what you want, deadma is what you will get.


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To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late

- "Turn Turn Turn", The Byrds