I don't know why I am havong trouble sleeping lately. It's 1am and Im still fresh as the morning. I dont usually having trouble sleeping. Sleeping is even to be my medication in time of depression. Keke.
Last nite I tried to sleep at 12 and ended up taking off at around 3am and this morning had class at 8.30. Hiyaa, so hard to wake up!
Just then I tought must putting an 'extra work' to get myself sleeping so started to be on bed at around 10.
I know we aren't suppose to eat after 8pm (esp for girls - people said), but I was extremely hungry at 11. What to do? Got up and ate lo! Hahaha. Gee, am I a girl?
And now rather than wasting my time lying down bed I'd rather wait for 'it' to come by interneting =)
I like reading people's blog. To know what is in their hearts and minds. People are silly, funny, wise, mature, full of toughts, out of their mind.. keke. And at this very moment, people are happy, glad, tired, sad, depressed.. or can't sleep.
Anyway, I've just read this posting. It's a very honest tought of a guy, somewhere out there called Sean.
Letting Go
"I have always lived by the belief that you are only as good as the company that you keep. I abide by that philosophy in almost every aspect of my life. To me friendship is paramount to survival. What could be more important than someone to love you for who you are? Some friends may come and go, but there is one type of friend that will be with you til death do you part. Seventeen years ago my roommate and I found two small malnourished black kittens playing in the street. We brought them inside. I have had animals around me all my life so what was two more little furry companions? The roommate moved out a year later, but the kittens stayed. My little black fuzzy children have lived in many places and have been by my side through thick and thin.
This morning, after several months of declining health, one my children passed away. I just sat there on the kitchen floor and wept off and on for hours. His poor little lifeless body wrapped in a towel on the bathroom floor was too much for me to bare. I've known for months this day was coming, but still my heart aches. I know to the outside world he was only a cat, but to me he was one my best friends. It's a new year today and I should be happy, but I feel empty inside. I know my little kitty is better off not suffering anymore. That's what my head says, but my heart doesn't feel the same.
As I sit here tonight in the solitude of my room I can't help but think about all things in my life that I have had to let go of. I've never been very good at good-bye. This will take sometime to recover from, but just like everything else with time it will heal. It's funny. I miss him already."