Lose it to love it

Hi Diary,

I'm here to resuscitate you. You're leaning towards the dying side. I will not allow that to happen. Nobody will allow themselves to watch their friend whom they have been telling stories - little things they witness everyday, their little and big thoughts, their happiness, their sadness, their excitement etc. - to die.

My Dad and Mum are coming home tonight and I can't be happier. The only thing I want now is to hear them nagging at me and being just pointless. I thought it is pointless, but apparently it's one of my favourite past-times now. Listening to them blah themselves away.

Another of my favourite past-times is to see my silly boyfriend's silly smile. He's finally landed himself a job and I think I'm not going to be able to spend as much time on this now - seeing his silly grin - while he's driving himself crazy at work. I'll miss it. Or maybe not, because I can imagine. I hope he has learnt how to imagine having me around too, then I can always be there to tell him to keep going.

And to anybody who's reading this, be strong. Without strength you can't do much, especially bringing happiness to people you care about, which is probably what life is all about in the end if you think hard enough about it.

No implication, just a very apt melody for this morning.



Ok bye.