broken constellation
Jing Xi. 19. Antique hoarder. Flower collector. Self-taught realist. Innate dreamer.

"Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you secruity and friendship and didn't ask for anything in return; they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly."





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untitled again
Saturday, June 25, 2016 @ 5:50 AM `°•.¸¸.•°` leave a comment ( 0 )

Salutations Earth people... it's been weeks since my last blog entry, and I suppose it's safe to say a lot have happened, On June 9, at 10:43 p.m., we broke up. For real this time. And, as shocking as it may sound, he was the one who asked for a breakup. I remember how my eyes widened at the sight of his text, and how I managed to let out several incredulous gasps before replying him. We ended on a good note, though. We promised that we would remain good friends, and that time would prove if we were really meant for each other. I was literally choking on my tears when he said he would always love me no matter what, I couldn't cry my heart out because Khoa (my housemate) would hear my childish sobs from the kitchen, so my muffled bawling and indignant whinpering would have to suffice. Well, now that I no longer have relationship problems to worry about, I can finally worry about other things in my life, like my grades, my job (I haven't even found a job yet LOL), my internship (I haven't found that either), my career (I haven't had a career yet actually)... I honestly don't think I have time for a relatiosnhip because I barely have time for God and for myself. When was the last time I actually sat down, emptied my head and enjoyed a good cup of coffee? When was the last time I actually ran barefoot on sun-kissed grass and painted flowers in the evening breeze? Watched the sunset with a book in one hand and a bar of Hershey's dark chocolate in the other? 

  
Anyhow, let's end this on a good note, shall we? Here's a little advice for all single people out there: don't just walk past a garden, stop to take in the beauty of each flower, observe every detail and love every petal, even the fallen ones; don't just shove a donut down your throat, relish every sugary bite of it and forget about the calorie count; don't just spend your Saturdays on your couch watching TV, take a walk in the park or grab your favorite book and have a little picnic on your backyard; don't just cook for yourself, make food for your loved ones; don't just drink coffee, have coffee. 

Your life doesn't have to be mundane and purposeless just because you're single. Being single means more time for yourself, more time for your family, more time for your friends, more time for God. It means endless possibilities and self-embarked adventures. 

Be free. Be yourself. Love life. Love yourself.  



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