currently still reading Prozac Nation - Elizabeth Wurtzel but i'm gonna finish it soon by next week. the problem with me is that the more i read, the more i identify with the author. feeling more and more of the depressed emotions she experienced. the endless cycle of trying to fill the hole in her empty soul and the excruciating pain of loneliness. sometimes you need to be hit the hard way to know you can't dwell in your own misery for too long.
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had a sort of "gathering" again and saw an acquaintance for the last time last night. was quite sad that she left this world at such a tender age. i wish i knew her better... but i'll remember her in a special way as she was a very unique girl. the consolation is that she has returned to see the Lord. :)
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just been a little dazed. a little more than a little tired. however, and most importantly, the realisation that singlehood can be enjoyable. you can meet different people and have fun without being incessantly questioned if for any reason at all, the meeting wasn't deemed as some pure, innocent get-together when really it was. anyways, i am still firm about my stand. :) perhaps for now, whatever it takes? ;p
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