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ChiaSuYen says that..

If you have nothing nice to say, Don't say anything at all. :)

If you got a buck, you should Spend it on food. Duh.

She may be dumb, but she is not stupid.

She has a million things to say but has writer's block most of the time.

Say something cool.



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Hello people,
My name is Su-Yen.
Or I could also be Yennie or Yen.
I am seventeen going on a hundred.
I like long walks and country sides.
I like the smell of rain and trees.
This is my blog, Though I'm not sure what it's actually for.
Maybe I want attention. Like yay! x)
No seriously, maybe I do.

Tuesday, 2 March 2010!
LAMENTED AT; 8:30 am

Around the River Bend.


How many times have we counted our blessings? how many times will it take for us to learn from our same old mistakes; if we make them again, would those mistakes be deemed redundant? Attachment is a word we've all felt before, it's not so much a bunch of letters describing a feeling... It has become more of an emotion. you don't relate attachment to just anything, because to be attached there has to be something that's worth enough of your time to be attached to.

The very fact that you experience attachment is because that something has grown on you so much and you've gotten used to the idea so well, that you'd be at a loss if it were to disappear just like that.
I've lived my life with so much attachments. i don't believe in being detached for the sake of not being hurt. Though, now that I think about it, I have switched on the defensive mechanism earlier on, I just made a mental note to switch it off because being detached is worse than feeling hurt. Believe me, it is. So how did I fare during the time when i let loose and let my heart speak for itself? It was great. You should all try it.

life is too short to hold back (unless it's something utterly stupid like taking drugs). We spend way too much time complaining about how life could be if we were that way or this, I know i do it. instead, if we were to hit that rock bottom phase in a certain situation where we expect that things will NOT get any better, a certain calm or panic depending on what kind of person you are will hit you. it is a realization that you have left your old life behind, you can't compare what you have now to what you had, it's a different story alltogether.

Come to think of it, great phases in your life all start from uncertainty and doubt. Knowing that you are in a position whereby the odds seem to be against you helps, as funny as that sounds because most people tell you to be optimistic. Being in a crappy situation while people tell you to be optimistic is annoying. But being optimistic about a crappy situation on your own and admitting things might always be bad is alright. Hence, the word that best describes it is "acceptance".

Acceptance of the way things are right now, regardless of how insanely lonely or sad things might get. While I tend to wallow in it from time to time, I think of it as having a period of time to self-discover myself, do things I never would have time to do, and think outside the box. Such is the spirit of a complete optimistic fool. no one's telling you you can't revert back to the type of person you were before the whole experience, but if anything, it would be God telling you that there is a part of life you have not experienced and need to learn. Maybe it's discovering a strength you had within yourself you never knew you had, or finding out things you never knew you could handle, or it could be coming out of the entire situation knowing you made the best of it, and feeling great about it.

Feelings are relative according to the type of situation you've been through; and so what is the next awful situation compared to this one?
And I guess, what I am trying to say is... is that i miss home a lot. I miss the people I've grown attached to, the friends who make my life colourful and silly and who teach me to not take myself to seriously.

it's depressing to think that those times might never come back, but in the true spirit of optimism, I accept that it might be like that forever and though I might or may not move on, I'll live in the moment and
"Find new meaning in daily norms." I want to come out of a trying situation knowing that I'd done my best to make the best of it, not complaining about how miserable a time i had during that period.

For the feelings I've never felt so strong in my life, I hope it comes back... Even if it takes 5 years. Even if it's not the same person, I just pray it comes back.

As for what i foolishly optimistically hope for, a friend will do;
forget the social life. hahahahhahaa, I know i depress all of you! but too bad cause I'm being optimistic about sadness. How does anyone pull that off??