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Tuesday, December 19, 2006

songs have a way of connecting you with certain people and everytime it goes running though your head or blasted in your ears , everything just comes flooding back again . it has the strangest way of speaking to you, you groove, you move or it makes your heart skip a beat because its talking about exactly how you're feeling .

my head and my emotions have been practically on auto mode since god knows when . lotsa random thoughts here and there , that a start to some good chain of thought gets forgotten as soon as my next meal passes is kinda worrying me. Yeah i guess the word to describe it is Numb.

Recently, I just thought of something, sometimes when u read, writers will talk about always remembering the inner child in you, because a child is believed to possess traits that are so untainted by life as grown-up. Which when u think about it, is very true. They aren't cold and impersonal, they're filled with warmth and the things they get to do is quite liberating. I really want to hop onto swings once again, get soaking wet in the rain, play til im so breathless from laughing and get my nose runny from hiding in dark, dusty corners. Not that there isnt perks to a grown up?s life. And that's where we all come in cause we cant do all that a child does and be seen in the same light again by our friends. With our perks and abilities, if managed well, we just might get back a slice of that child-like happiness back into our routine lives. Because i thought about this a few days back, i can't remember what i concluded. =x give me a gd hard knock on my head anyone..

He holds the world in His hands @9:07 PM

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