A good shit

Had diarrhoea twice this month.

Its unpleasant.
And fearful, 6 days in a row. x 2. twice the fear.


Some people quibble about love, money, politics. So long you have the health and the love ones you take for granted, every little non-consequential thing is worth its seconds of bitching.

Shitting, something so natural such as breathing, when gone wrong, makes everything grey.

When you pee blood,
When walking and turning around hurts,
When breathing is a struggle.

Treasure your health. I did, I prayed.

Today is good. I shitted a good shit. The peace and joy is such wonder.

Loving life more and more. Do you?

Alot of things

Wah~~~~~~~~~! Too many things.

Which is, in my opinion, things happened according to the flow of things.

I'm just

too lazy

to settle once and for all to cope them all.

I think I'm suppose to write some significant events that happens the past week or so. However,

this

is

self digital media advertising

I'm a G

Oh my, me realise me have special powers to derive ideas that's totally mind blowing. Yummy [!] Me gonna save my country from quality creative deprivation. After of course I got outta the green+grey+white place. Sidetracking, more and more of my friends are getting less sane every day. Hmmmm

Blank

More then a week has past. Was busy doing freelance. Was busy meeting friends, chat and see whats going on with them. Was busy having a mild good time at Dragonfly on 30th. Busy yet deep down, I feel blank. Iwould have love to blog all the things I did but somehow the feeling to blog them seems a waste of time recollecting the memories. Need something alive. I've have not been listerning to Lord as much I had hope to. The flesh is really weak. Guard duty is around the corner and going to work seems so dull. But i'm not unhappy. Its the feeling of mellowness again. Something needs to be done. But what? Oh ya, went to chocolate factory at The pier. Its not really that amazing. Maybe i'm tired, because I believe I would enjoy more if the mood is better.