Okay. It seems like i'm going against my usual rule of posting once per day. Suan lerh. I dont rly care oso. It's way to bored so i no choice. Post lorh. Kaykay. Today's thinking day. You see ar, thinking too much = paranoid and emo right? But, i've not been thinking for vry long alrdy. So, my brain now's kinda rusty and dumb. Dat's why.
Truth or lie? Reality or illusion? Persistance or fate? My oboe... When i had it, i told myself that i loved it. The day Dr Wong took me away from it, i cried. But now, i dont even think about it any more. I miss it quite a bit but there's no more dream or hope in my mind. So what's this? A true relation forced to be forgotten by me? Or is it just an illusion where i've never liked anything before? Why then didn't i fight for it? Even if i insisted on it, will i ever succeed in learning that instrument? After all, dat's the complexity of life. It's wad makes everything fun and tiring.
Sadly speaking, i felt like i've lost one of my superpowers today, and dat's the ability to sense stuff. I can think but i can no longer sense. Hearing, seeing, touching, tasting, smelling, feeling, coincidentalling. Kinda gone? Sien. Maybe i didn't sleep enuf yesterday or smthn. =P 6 more days to heal. Jys me! Kay. Bye. :D
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