Oppose

"Minghui.. OH!. He is [insert positive adjective]. He excels in [insert achievement] in [insert field of profession]. He has a good sense of [insert good quality]. I like the way he [insert verb] with such [insert adverb] "

Even I can't fill that shit up. What have I performed so far?

Okay, when you watch Simpsons, Homer can setup, screw up and patch things up in a 24 minutes episode (including probably a 1 min 22 sec opening). But in real, things don't really get solved within the last 10 minutes, or more accurately, 15 minutes after you screw up

So you had a bad day (I had 2 in a row and now is the 3rd one) with someone significant, then when you go to sleep, you had nice dreams about you and that someone as well. You wake up with full anticipation that things will be better and take the initiative to approach, yet whatever you get back still spell shit to you.

I don't know how to read it. It started off sounding like ," I want to spend more time with you" but later on it becomes like ," I'm pissed, fuck off".

Some people engage in activities not for the sake of moving hands and legs, but more of interacting. At the end of a working day, you just wish to be able to catch up some time with people around you. But there is always one significant one which you will love to interact more. Yet when the significant one is significant to you yet you are no where close noticeable to the significant one, that is when things get misunderstood. And at the end of the working week you just hope to spend probably at least 7 or 8 of your conscious hour with, yet because of the mis-communication, you end up not having to do so.

And so, how can one really define prioritizing?

You sit by your bed, talk to yourself with your face flat on the pillow. You feel sad talking about it. You won't cry because your mind is too preoccupied with finding a solution rather than feeling better. Then somehow your ribcage contracts and you get this sour-y feeling. Like your heart has melted into thick oozy substance and it is dripping through your ribs. Amazing your heart seems to be the size of a hippo because you just keep feeling this way.

And knowing that a hug works wonders, you just hope you can get locked into one to make each other feel better and then talk things out (if still necessary).

Yet, I guess not today.

I am going for a swim