Sunday, November 9

#147.

you know how beautiful the day's gonna be the moment you wake up. and im happy the first person i think of is you, then.

now, i don't know how beautiful the day's gonna be before i get out of bed. i like it better now. because the day may just exceed my expectation of my pre-defined beauty (: and i think of many many people i can spend the day with (:
and you, who's reading this right now, you're one of the many many people (:

"what will become of us"

im glad it was nothing. and im happy for what came right after that. because i got the indication that i've grown up! finally (:

and if i told you that all my feelings are merely just decisions - trust me, they are.
i just haven't met someone or encountered something which can let me forget about using my brain and dispose of my rationality, logic and sensibility.

cheers to more surprises on more tomorrows (:


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