/ 9:18 PM

REDefine.

I need an explanation why I always get the weirdest most spontaneous ideas in the middle of the night.

Right now, I am in this mood to look for a fresh new decor theme for my room. I'm thinking a new colour for a part of a wall, lanterns and coloured lights all around. And maybe coloured curtains. I need more energy and feng shui in this space really. And this calls for an Ikea shopping spree one day.

I think moving the furniture in my room will be like playing a game of tetris in life size. And I came to realise I have too much stuff in this room, and the furniture are annoyingly messed up. But howells Dad refuses to let me give away the other single bed at the corner of the room, my sister needs the extra wardrobe for her family items, I still need my study desk and dressing table, and yes that's about the major shit in this space.

Then again there's the problem of hoarding. Yes I can't get rid of unnecessary old items which have no other use in my life besides their sentimental value. Sometimes, some of these things don't even have sentimental values, such as old books and old school texts and whatnots, but it just feel good to keep them IN CASE (whenever this in case might be) I might need to refer to them some time in the future. God knows. So yes, I will be in my zone over the next few weekends trying to brighten up my space so SP Ong please don't budge into my Me-Time (i.e: Sundays)

Anyhoos, I was about to hit the bed (albeit I am already in it) and doze off into LalaLand but I am suddenly thinking about my future, and being nervous about it. I won't be surprised if I end up in a mental hospital one day for a case of major schizophrenia because I find myself talking to myself about it. Suddenly my brother is talking about his leaving for Brunei again (yawns) and coming back to get married (yawns) and moving and how I will have full responsibilities of the house (okay not full, partial, but with the higher priority) then. I thought I felt a grip to my chest when he said those. I don't want to grow older and having all these crappy responsibilities just yet please? Erm...I still want to be a solo freespirited soul for...as long as I can bear? Then again, this is reality baby so you can't really run away from them, yea?

I wish day in and day out that the world in my head may materialise. It's the most ideal world to live in, really. In this world, too, men are less proud, women are more respected, we are all equals, we see each other as complementary, not subsidiary and we don't make material gains our utmost priority in life. We don't compete, but we share. We don't fight to be the top, but we fight people who exploit. We make sure everyone's voices are heard, and give thought and action to every one we possibly can. And that's my ideal world.

And so, now, it is 3.41am and I have class at 9am. I should go to bed and dream about that world. Now.

Goodnight world. Bonsoir. Buenos Noches. God natt. Selamat malam.

/ 9:18 PM

REDefine.

I need an explanation why I always get the weirdest most spontaneous ideas in the middle of the night.

Right now, I am in this mood to look for a fresh new decor theme for my room. I'm thinking a new colour for a part of a wall, lanterns and coloured lights all around. And maybe coloured curtains. I need more energy and feng shui in this space really. And this calls for an Ikea shopping spree one day.

I think moving the furniture in my room will be like playing a game of tetris in life size. And I came to realise I have too much stuff in this room, and the furniture are annoyingly messed up. But howells Dad refuses to let me give away the other single bed at the corner of the room, my sister needs the extra wardrobe for her family items, I still need my study desk and dressing table, and yes that's about the major shit in this space.

Then again there's the problem of hoarding. Yes I can't get rid of unnecessary old items which have no other use in my life besides their sentimental value. Sometimes, some of these things don't even have sentimental values, such as old books and old school texts and whatnots, but it just feel good to keep them IN CASE (whenever this in case might be) I might need to refer to them some time in the future. God knows. So yes, I will be in my zone over the next few weekends trying to brighten up my space so SP Ong please don't budge into my Me-Time (i.e: Sundays)

Anyhoos, I was about to hit the bed (albeit I am already in it) and doze off into LalaLand but I am suddenly thinking about my future, and being nervous about it. I won't be surprised if I end up in a mental hospital one day for a case of major schizophrenia because I find myself talking to myself about it. Suddenly my brother is talking about his leaving for Brunei again (yawns) and coming back to get married (yawns) and moving and how I will have full responsibilities of the house (okay not full, partial, but with the higher priority) then. I thought I felt a grip to my chest when he said those. I don't want to grow older and having all these crappy responsibilities just yet please? Erm...I still want to be a solo freespirited soul for...as long as I can bear? Then again, this is reality baby so you can't really run away from them, yea?

I wish day in and day out that the world in my head may materialise. It's the most ideal world to live in, really. In this world, too, men are less proud, women are more respected, we are all equals, we see each other as complementary, not subsidiary and we don't make material gains our utmost priority in life. We don't compete, but we share. We don't fight to be the top, but we fight people who exploit. We make sure everyone's voices are heard, and give thought and action to every one we possibly can. And that's my ideal world.

And so, now, it is 3.41am and I have class at 9am. I should go to bed and dream about that world. Now.

Goodnight world. Bonsoir. Buenos Noches. God natt. Selamat malam.