my box of thoughts

been staying up these few days, unloading thoughts while listening to my favourite christian album, to heal and to rebuild. bro chris is so right. our brains at certain points of time will get really congested, and thus ocassionally, we would need to unload our thoughts into a box that we would throw away. throw it away and just move on. what's left of us would be a clearer head and a stronger mind. this is my box.

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saturated with thoughts that have been bugging me since early this week. my career, my relationships. figured that i can only handle so much at one time. tried so hard to be a good material. but looks like i can be one but i can't be another. figured that for now i can't be a good girlfriend material. i suck at it, to be plain blunt. i can't possibly make my family wait too long for me to become a good material to them. and it has so much to do with how successful i am to be in my career, at the shortest time. at this point, my hat off to those successful career women out there. for now, i just pray for Daddy to deal with me. a step a time. this is what i've come to as conclusion. what say you?

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enough sorries said. awaiting your verdict. i know i'll still try my best if it's not a death sentence. but if it is, i wish for the best of our friendship.

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thank you. from the pit of my heart. it's still warm. for you.