Attachment Styles.

My first design. Years back. Damn.

Woke at 6.
Met at 715.
Had my examination at 10.
We walked all around town and Novena.
Had my haircut.
Home.
Slept from 5 to 1015.
I am bored.

I was studying attachment styles.
Secured attachments, anxious-ambivalent attachments, anxious-avoidant, disorganized.
What I’m seeing the most now is anxious-ambivalent.
The most common in, youths..?
Meaning couples feel insecured in a relationship, and is uncertain about each other, hence having the tendency to be clingy onto one another, which pisses each other off, usually resulting in break ups.
When one leaves, the other feels distressed. When that one returns, the other feels relieved, but is uncertain about whether that one would leave again. Insecurity.

All I Need.

I went to school.
I came home.
I slept.
I woke up.
I just got off the phone with HweeChang.
I just drank a cup of water within 10 seconds.
Here I am.
I am studying right now.
I have examinations tomorrow.

Do you know where your heart is?
Do you think you can find it?
Or did you trade it for something, somewhere better just to have it?
Do you know where your love is?
Do you think that you lost it?
You felt it so strong, but, nothing’s turned out how you wanted.
Well, bless my soul.
You’re a lonely soul.
Cause you won’t let go, of anything you hold.
Well, all I need, is the air I breathe, and a place to rest, my head.

Changes.

What’s up with all the fuss about the changes in me?
At the end of the day, I will still be me.
I will get what I want.
I will be where I want.
I will do what I want.
Regardless of how much change can be seen in me, I’m still me. My DNA still remains, my mind and thoughts stay the same.
It’s the circumstances I have that are changing.
My external factors are changing.

I hate the fact that I am very stubborn, when it comes to love. Thanks for taking the trouble to enlarge this meaningless shit.

If No One is Stubborn, Then True Love Wouldn’t Exist.

I’m quite satisfied with the mother tongue papers today, although I wrote off-topic(due to misreading of the question).
We headed home after our lunch to get changed, and met up at Novena Square.
Walked about, bought stuffs and all. I can’t believe my Celio’s manager is still willing to give me staff rates!
Went to town to buy more and walk more, and had our dinner. We killed about eight hours just like that.
Here I am.

It’s as though I’m having some kind of disease that hurts since stage one. I’m probably at the final stage, but not dying.

Giving The Wrong Idea.

To make one self feel good.
Some people like to give others the wrong idea.
Some people like to give others the idea that they are nice.
Some people like to give others the idea that they speak well.
Some people like to give others the idea that they are intelligent.
Some people like to give others the idea that they like them.
Some people like to give others the idea that they care.

All this, just to make people like them, just to feel good.
When it comes down to the tests, they fail it all.
When it comes down to the tests, they aren’t nice, they can’t speak well, they aren’t intelligent, they don’t like others, they don’t care.
They act nice, they speak forced fluently broken languages, they act intelligent, they act nice towards others, they care about others, just to make others like them, they act like they can’t live without others, they speak to others as though they are in love with them, even if they dislike them.
The stupid ones who like them so much fall for them, and later get hurt.
The smart ones avoid them, or try to “wake them up.”

Don’t know, just felt like saying all that.

Before I leave the house…
I found a new webhost and it’s attractive. I believe I’m gonna use it. ;I

Thought You Know.

Ask not why. This post is out of boredom.
I, am bored.
I, am really bored.
I, am bored, really.
I, really, am bored.

Thought you know I passed on every girl because I thought I really loved you. You know that I’ve never put anyone or anything above you.

Knocked’em Lights Out.

The difference about D&T and F&N students is that upon entering the kitchen, the D&T students ask, “where are the materials?” And, the F&N students, “where are the ingredients?”

Today’s the last day of the intensive mother tongue period.
Monday’s our paper.
Played ball after school while waiting for the rest.
Had desserts at some coffeeshop.
Spent the rest of the day at Cressilda’s house.
They baked and cooked, baked and cooked.
I ate and slept, ate and slept.

Next week’s yet another obstacle.
I have to sacrifice time to overcome it.
I’ve decided.

Majority picking on minority sounds right. Minority conquering the majority ain’t right.

I’m tired.

Friends

It’s funny how we see majority of the people confide in friends instead of family.
If you ask me why people confide in close friends instead of just friends, it’s because they are closer.
It’s that simple, we all know.
But, aren’t our family, the closest?
Don’t have a family? Well, what about your husband/wife?
Don’t have a husband/wife? What about your boyfriend/girlfriend?
Aren’t we suppose to share our problems in people we trust most?
Why don’t the majority of the people confide in their family?
Can’t be that there’s no trust, right?
I, or rather, we, are now seeing people confide in friends instead of family.
We, are now seeing people confide in friends instead of their partners(husband/wives/boyfriends/girlfriends).

People who confide in friends about family problems are excused.
Otherwise, why do people confide in people with less stature of closeness to them than in people with closer stature?
I’d say there can only be two reasons.
1. “You know the other party cannot give good advice, or isn’t good enough to share your problems.”
2. “You don’t trust the other party. He/she might let others know of your problems.”
More or less like that.

As for me, I’d prefer confiding in strangers.
I mean it, strangers who know nothing about me, strangers who know none of my friends and family.
I usually think of solutions myself, so I don’t really seek advice. All I need is someone to listen, so, I prefer confiding in strangers cauz that’s when I can assure I’m confiding in someone who doesn’t hate me, someone who has nobody else to tell me on. I feel safe that way.

If you think about it, things don’t have to be this way, things don’t have to be this hidden.

Damn, This is Hard.

Time organisation is probably one of my greatest weakness.

My Gratitude.

I’d like to thank those who reject my love/care/concern for doing so.
I’d like to thank those who backstab me for doing so.
I’d like to thank those who go against me openly for doing so.
I’d like to thank those who don’t care about me for doing so.
I’d like to thank those who inflict pain on me for doing so.
I’d like to thank those who leave me behind for doing so.
I’d like to thank those who badly influence me for doing so.
I’d like to thank those who discourage me for doing so.
I’d like to thank those who look down on me for doing so.

Basically, I’d like to thank everyone that slowed me down in life for a moment.
Now, I’m moving much faster, all because of you.
You taught me how to avoid all that.
I’m now living life easily, aware of how to not repeat mistakes.
Of course, I’d like to thank those who continuously push me forward in life.

I feel as though I’m being mentally paralyzed.