A fellow NaNoWriMo-er visited my blog! Lols! :) Thank you...you guys should read his/her story. I really can't tell, there was no indication whether the author was ehm, a guy or a girl. *blush* And i'm sorry if he/she came visiting again and decide to be offended by my ignorance. But i found his/her blog very amusing. Especially his lantern tale. *grin*

Anyways, as of now, i'm being drowned by Secret Garden. Lovely music. *sighs blissfully* I managed to rip my BOSS' cd...he was blasting it on his laptop at the office, and honestly, the office has never sounded so good. HAHAHHA. Dunno what i need my iPod for when my boss is playing music almost everyday, from jazz to country and now, Secret Garden. You tell me la, how not to work happy? Hee.

I can't sleep. Ever since i pushed myself to sleep later just so i can finish my novel, i can't sleep earlier. I finished reading my new book last night trying to pass the time. That's 70 bucks down the drain in one night. I should really try to make my entertainment last. >.< I simply don't have the budget to buy a new book every other week. Although that's what i've been doing this month. *sheepishly* NOW you guys know where my money goes to. Heh.

By the way, all Cecelia Ahern fans, i trust you won't be disappointed by her new book, "If You Could See Me Now". I must say that it's definitely different from her first two books. But i liked it. :) Appealed in a dreamy sorta way. However, PS I Love You is still by far, my favourite.

I feel oddly contemplative about my life right now. I think my novel is the only thing i've accomplished in this 5 months of break that i have so far.

I want to act spontaneous and do something WILD. But what?? I don't drink. I don't club. I most definitely have no intention of taking drugs. Although getting a tattoo seems very appealing...(haha! just joking!) as if i'd get myself poked with needles. Needles are bad enough on their own, them squirting color as well don't make it hurt any less.

Sigh, you see? Don't you think i'm too safe? I don't do anything out of the ordinary. And i so want to go places...go on a joy ride...climb a mountain, have an imaginary friend even.

That's it. I've gotta stop reading fiction. >.<

On a more serious note...

What's it like to forgive and forget? Do people really forget? I'd like to think that it isn't really about forgetting, it's more of accepting, isn't it? Coming to terms with things. I don't have anything to forgive. Lols. But yet, i can't seem to forget something. Something that i don't even know, it's just bugging me. Maybe one day it'll spell itself out to me so that i can just ACCEPT it. Hmm.

Wouldn't it be nice to just lie down, let everything go...and sleep?

It's really too bad that sleep is the one thing that i can't do at this very moment even if i wanted to.