Love.
What triggers pain?
Memories.
What can heal pain?
Time.
What lengthens pain?
Martyrdom.
What is the initial sign of pain?
Tears.
What is the primary defense mechanism of pain?
Denial.
What is the primary stressor of pain?
Theme Song.
What is the history of pain?
Break Up.
How can you remove pain?
Let go.
How can you remove pain?
Move on.
Why do we experience pain?
Because we have a heart that loves.
Here's to the night.
It's been a while since I last rambled on a typical Saturday midnight. Well mainly to the fact that I am net-less for the past one month and only rely on the net provided at work to blog every now and then about my cynical life that is mocking me day by day. This is the part where a few friends would pat my back and say "Serves you right Eryn, you're just stubborn as usual."
I know I haven't made any sense lately to people around me with my personal life issues and uncertainties but I am very thankful to everyone that's been supporting my boneless back for the past two months. Finally I am capable of moving on and seeing things better rather than dwelling on my past that's been driving me nuts and making my temple throbbing with compulsive pulse beating like an old native drum.
Again, I think I am not making any sense in the above paragraphs.
Probably because I am mad at what just happened few hours ago so that's why I am not making any sense in this post as words and anger just collide and trying to get out of my mouth and drained through my fingers on this helplessly gray Dell laptop provided by the company.
I guessed frequent visitors should have noticed that I've haven't been updating my blog.
Good or bad?
Good or bad?
Heck would I care what you guys think about it, as this blog is a way to connect with my friends, my family and everyone. It's a way of expressing myself when conversations, phone calls or text messages seem to fail on me. Also another way to tell everyone, I am still alive and well.
Over the week, I got upset with myself over some matter. But finally understood the whole situation after being explained about it thoroughly. Tried to be strong and hide my tears as I talked, but then I thought "If crying makes you feel better then go ahead and cry." It's like my mind telling me things to do even before it happens but with all the ego crap tear duct was like all taped up with glue.
Which I did for like 5 minutes. Well, not that I actually timed it but why would I waste my tears and get bulgy eyes in the morning for something stupid?
I feel at ease now.
Well for now.
Sometimes it's hard to get it into someone's head that not everything is meant to be. But in my case, everything is worth a try.
Life must go on, despite of everything that's coming your way.
You're at the verge of dying, it's either you're dead or not.
The traffic-light is red, it's either you stay or go ahead.
The food is cold, it's either you heat it up or eat it straight.
It's raining outside, use an umbrella or run through it.
It's not easy to please everyone but sometimes people just doesn't seem to get it.
I hope everything would settle down soon, because as calm as I try to be I don't want to be hypocrite that I am a little hay-wired up in my noodle-tangled brain.
Sidenotes:
To whom it may concerned,
Thanks for the little insight of "me" in your blog which I accidentally bumped into. Happy to know that you actually "felt" something over the past 6 months.
Wished you all the happiness in life.
