i'm nauseated with grief and i just want to throw up till i can't do it no more *plays background music* heh.. Sigh..

Help me.. please..

First of all though, sorry if i make typos.. can't really help it.. and can't be bothered to spell check and whatever..

thinking back on the event's that have occurred over the past few days, weeks, months and perhaps years it has made me realise that the things we choose to do and the things we have chosen not to do and will continue to not do and will do will inspire the people we come to be..

the thing's i have done in my life have encouraged me to grow up a little faster than my peers and currently i feel as if i'm bloody 50 both in mind and soul and it's a little tiring.

we all go through this phase a few times in our lives or maybe perhaps more than just a few times - the dread of not knowing what tomorrow will bring, the anxiety from waiting what tomorrow will bring and the torturous (maybe i'm exaggerating) ordeal when tomorrow finally comes. but all in all, we live it because we can't really stay in bed the whole day and not face the world because, well.. bed sores aren't much fun to deal with, really.

maybe it isn't so bad.. this thing we dearly know as 'life'. or maybe it is.. maybe i'm just being morose.. maybe it's the tiredness.. maybe.. maybe i should stop thinking because it's starting to.. get a little boring? maybe.. maybe i should replace 'maybe' with 'perhaps'.. give this little piece of article some 'class'. wait, i had a point... which is kinda lost *furrows brow*. ahhh.. technicalities of thinking..

One day at a time =)..

Siti