Dear Diary Blog

Day 2

You may be wondering why I started a new blog as soon as I terminated the last one.

I am feeling melancholy. Some divine power always pays me a visit whenever this happens. Some inner spirit is talking to me constantly....and I am just taking down notes for her. In some ways, I do feel blessed. The result....I find myself writing incessantly.

Last year, I found myself writing poems when I was in that melancholy mood. Definitely can recycle this one this year!

Something drastic
to realise things in me
to shake things inside
to re-evaluate
what is important
and what is not
to unlock my feelings
to look deep inside
to see what I am really made of

As I was cleaning my room the other day, I found something I wrote when I was 22. Here are some excerpts:

24 February 1993
A shocking and most unexpected thing happened today. My exam results came in the mail. I was really nervous about opening it. Honestly, I was expecting to see how badly I failed. Ripped the evelope and looked inside.

Oh my God! Pass-Pass-Pass-Pass. Hey! where's the "Fail"? I really thought my eyes were playing tricks on me or that I got someone else's results. No, it's got my name on it......

25 February 1993
....Still can't believe that I passed. I check my results every so often to see whether there was a misprint. Sometimes , I think that all this is just a wonderful dream.....

I thought I remembered that fateful days vividly. But reading my diary brought back some intimate memories of how I really felt.

Today, I am grateful about my writing and being able to share them with someone. With hope, I will do this for the next 99 days.

P.S.
Earlier, Mum came home and said there was goreng pisang downstairs. I was busy in my room. A bit later, Dad was shouting to me to come downstairs. I am thinking... "Yes, I know...I know...there is goreng pisang."
Only this morning, I was thinking that I needed flowers for my new glassware photoshoot. In my mind, I was wondering..."How does one get flowers when in solitary confinement?". By afternoon, a bunch of yellow gerberas arrived at my doorstep. How lovely! What a surprise!

I am truly grateful for guardian angels too. Thank you. :D

P.P.S Took the gerberas and passed on the goreng pisang. :>