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Wimpy me

Finally I managed to finish The Five People You Meet In Heaven. I'm not doing a review here but let me just say that it's a book that's worth reading. I came across the book when I was still in secondary school and my friend told me that it was a masterpiece but it just so happened that I never really have the chance to give it a good read. Well, better late than never.

Sometimes I have the feeling that even I don't understand myself. My indecisiveness renders me helpless when I'm faced with dilemmas. I've recently started my working life and to be honest there's an awful lot to be learnt, some through the easy way and some through the hard way. Either way it's still a lesson learnt which money can't buy and I'm trying hard to accept everything that happens, regardless of it's nature. I can start complaining but then it'll probably make me sound like a crybaby, I do whine, but only when it's necessary.

There are times that one feel disconnected with his or her inner self, if there is one to begin with. I've noticed some major changes in me for some time now through all these years. Still, I would feel numb and tend to withdraw myself from the rest from time to time. When I'm not feeling down I can be extremely comfortable. Then there are times like now when I feel vulnerable thanks to the struggle that I'm having inside. It kills me in a way and I guess it shows through my expression. But then again, nobody really cares.

I do not know what or why am I writing here. I just need a way for me to vent this feeling of anguish and yes, I'm a highly volatile person. Never mind me, I just need some time to think things over and hopefully pessimism will leave me alone. *Sigh* There are a lot of great things out there, but I keep having the feeling that perhaps they are not meant for me? I hate uncertainties. My thoughts are scrambled and I think I should stop now or it wouldn't be cohesive if I keep on writing something random... ...

Comments

Good piece of writing.

Great "come back" Raphael =p

I am not asking for too much if I tell you that I am looking forward for more writing from you right? =p

Btw, cheer up. All of us are here for you :)

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