Last night, I killed thousands of braincells.
I wished I'd just get knocked down by a huge lorry and lose all my memories.
But today, I woke up.
Being someone different.
Someone who's tougher.
Someone who seeks opportunities to be happy, rather than think and worry.
Afterall, I'm still young and the future awaits me.
It's scary, in a thrilling way.
I don't and won't know just what may happen.
I've been through even bigger problems in life,
I went through it all.
This one is tiny,
I shouldn't weep at this.
In fact, I should be stronger.
Today,
I had the time of my life.
Being someone more confident.
I did things I rarely do.
I went to the wet market.
Confidently, as if I've known all the fruit sellers and fishmongers.
I wasn't there with mom, just cousin.
And we hit the market like pros.
I dishelled prawns and had a battle with their,
umm pretty much shattered brains.
I only used my bare hands.
It was fun, in a smelly way.
I cooked and tossed and turn noodles like I've never done before.
And learnt to laugh like how I used to.
It was nice,
I watched my family members'faces glow at the sight of a different person.
I loved what I saw.
And I know they loved what they saw.
I asked my brother along to sing with me.
And I was more than happy when my mom and cousin joined.
My mom sang as if she's learnt the song for 25 years.
I could really be who I am.
I know I'm goofy, but I didnt really show.
But today, I'm not afraid.
I'm proud of myself.
And the man of my life right now is Johnson.
No he's a hairstylist.
I love how he does wonder to people's hair.
And to all my girls, thanks for always making me have the positive vibes,
and the feel-good drag.
I love yall.
Hope I have an even nicer day tomorrow.
& someone's VERY GUILTY for making me fall in love with Anberlin so much now.
