I will be the first to admit that I do have issues. I have my inner demons to battle. I have my fears to overcome. I have hurdles to leap.
It's hard.
But nobody said it would be easy.
I've been lucky because of the endless support I've been receiving. CurledEyelashes deadpanned yesterday that I should go get myself a psychiatrist. Unknowingly, he has become one of mine. It took him and BuffArmsMazlan a solid thirty minutes to sit me down good and convince me that I was okay.
I nearly cried!! And I think CurledEyelashes knew it. But the moment he asked if I had shed tears grappling over my situation, I steeled myself and stubbornly pushed back those damned eye juices. What a question. Awkward moment, I know. Let's just keep those emotions at bay, aye.
Dinner with Bunny after gym also helped a lot although now I feel slightly loser-ish for going up to CurledEyelashes who really wasn't certified enough to give me advice despite it being a friend-to-friend basis. He brought in BuffArmsMazlan whom regardless of his ridiculously horrendous new hairdo still managed to maintain a serious disposition. He was a much better help than CurledEyelashes but I was still on the fence. I was only half convinced.
I think its me, guys. My initial plan was to talk to EgoMoronZul but he'd already left for the day. Of all the days, EgoMoronZul!!
EgoMoronZul and I have arrived at a truce and although I still don't trust him --I don't trust any of them, the liars-- there has been a modicum of neutral ground. He is the uncanniest of them all because of his ability to find me in the most remote places. It's freaky how when he is around, he would be the first person I would bump into.
Eeek, stalker.
Anywazoo, my take on this is to test the limitations of my tough cookie exterior and see how far I can push myself. I figure if GB's going to Gunung Ledang soon, this shouldn't be as hard. If things were as easy as we would like them to be then everyone would turn out stupid. There would be no challenge to stimulate one's mind, body and soul.
I wasn't complaining to them or anything. It was more like a much needed pep talk. I just needed to hear the words because I couldn't see it.
I am made of stronger stuff than this.
Or so I shall keep chanting to myself. Please...Hi-five me, someone.
Laterz...
Lenny
Sunday, April 27
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*says like borat* HI FIVE!
the plans for the trip to malaysia seemed to be shelved up some remote corner with traces found only in the gb forum.
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