It's 7.31 in the evening right now, and I am feeling a little sleepy already. I've got my former JC's PE attire on because for some reason, whenever I'm at home, I'll end up wearing loose shirt and shorts. God knows why - but I find them comfortable. XD blogged at|7:31 PM|
Anyways, my head is a little bothered right now. My life is pretty much okay, but, it seems like life can never be that great. You get something, and then a couple other horrible scenarios follow. Like for example, when you manage to sweep something off your feet, you find yourself dealing with something else. Or when you manage to get something you want, you find that, that something you want has its own appalling qualities. Or when you have moved on, and then the past will stalk your back like you owed it. Actually, in a way, we do owe something to our past. Especially our more horrid past. What do we owe it? We owe it our better side. Our past can be great, and that past will leave us alone - it's like having a great friend from before. But when you have a not-too-good past, it's like an enemy and you bloody hell owe that person either a good explanation or just a simple apology. Either way, what I'm saying here is that once you've got some crappy past you can't leave behind, it's bound to track your trails like a psychopathic dog.
So what can we do? Well, I don't just bring up stuff without having a reason to. So when I bring up about crappy pasts, it's because I do have 'em. And what I did in this case was to simply welcome that past with open arms, and fix it by, well, giving in and letting that past get its way with me. I'm choosing to be vague because, well, I don't feel like getting into detail. But anyways, it feels good, and that past is happy, and I am happy because, like I said, it feels good. That particular past will not haunt me with a knife, but unfortunately, because we have a certain faculty in our brain called the 'Memory Department', I find it especially hard to forget too. So what do I do now, you may ask? I live with it. I made it happy, so now I am going to have to be friends with it. Sounds good? yeah, definitely. So when we are friends, that past wouldn't be a horrid past anymore. In fact, it's going to be my present, and a very healthy and happy and content present at that.
God, going through so many different perspectives is tough, but sometimes, it does help. So right now, that past just can't be my past no more because not only have I fixed it, I can't forget it. And so that will be my present, and because we move on, who knows he could be my future too?
Yeah, I just busted my own bubble at the last sentence there. But at least after screwing your poor brains for having to read my nonsense, you guys get the meat of the deal. Alright, that's all I can say for now.
Peace.