retardation is at its best when i was with B earlier; he was telling me how he was looking for resources for a friend of his who was feeling down after an abortion she had - and i went:
"then what happened to the baby after that?"
i don't think i'll forget that expression B had for awhile.. haha.

B, is probably the strongest person i've ever met in my life (so far).
maybe i shouldn't use such strong and definitive words since i don't even know him all that well, but.. i've never met anyone like him.
i feel stronger just in his presence really.. and (cliche but) i've learnt that there is strength in letting go, and wealth and luxury need not be synonymous.

not B's words but i think it pretty much summarized today - "no matter how you feel today, get up, dress up, and show up."
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was also kinda stuck in a rut the past week or so. the one thing i wanted to do was sleep. shirked all responsibilities as much as i could but only felt worse and worst.

dinner with BC made me feel that bit better and perhaps kicked me out of my haze a lil. was an impromptu thing but it did cheer me up and i do appreciate his offer of buying the meal.
little things.. but you don't know how much they mean to me.
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oh yes. and GG has left for melbourne. i don't think i'm feeling the effect of her departure, yet..
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i've got so much to learn..

A chicken crossed the road and met James Bond.

'What's your name?' asked the chicken. 'Bond, James Bond. What's yours?'

'Ken, Chick Ken.'

things like this that amuses me. hahahhahaha :x

i thought i was seeking solace,
but solitude no longer brings me any comfort.

at the same time i have been avoiding social gatherings of any kind, even with the closest people.
i do not know why exactly i'm doing this.. just that i'm acting on instinct.

something, however, that i really like. of which i think we should all live by -

"...

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.

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It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep, in the empty moments."