IT DIDN'T HAPPEN IF I DIDN'T WRITE IT DOWN.
[version 20.11]
[version 20.11]
AUTHOR.
Juliana Mazlan, Singapore
16 December 1988
"We said what we feel, then we stop ourselves,
And just walk away.
Never looking back,
Let's just walk away."
16 December 1988
"We said what we feel, then we stop ourselves,
And just walk away.
Never looking back,
Let's just walk away."
TWEET TWEET.
RECENT POST.
The Night Before The Departure.
Dear Bloggie,
September 28th, 2011.
Location: Terminal 3, Changi Airport, Singapore.
Here I am, packed light with just a knapsack, tucked at some corner in a coffee joint of the world's finest airport ready to run away. If there were truths to all those things I've said and tried to redeem myself of late, is that I am ready to jump on board the next available flight for myself. For me. As selfish as it sound, I needed some time to find myself. It's almost as if I fell into this bottomless pit of pitch black darkness, couldn't even rely on faith to save myself. I keep making mistakes over and over again, never really learning from any of it and yet I'm still here - ever so ready to commit more. There's this thing about traveling alone that you will learn most about yourself; the idea of independence. No it's not just the practicality of being independent rather, basically you are already on your own but it's the practice of having to rely on and protect yourself to the unknown.
I have hours to go to decide with my life should this be all worth. After all, nothing in this world can be done without any sacrifices nor having to face a wee bit complication with what they call... Consequences.
Signed, Sealed, Delivered,
Juliana Mazlan
Thursday, November 03, 2011 @ 2:05:00 AM
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Dear Bloggie,
September 28th, 2011.
Location: Terminal 3, Changi Airport, Singapore.
Here I am, packed light with just a knapsack, tucked at some corner in a coffee joint of the world's finest airport ready to run away. If there were truths to all those things I've said and tried to redeem myself of late, is that I am ready to jump on board the next available flight for myself. For me. As selfish as it sound, I needed some time to find myself. It's almost as if I fell into this bottomless pit of pitch black darkness, couldn't even rely on faith to save myself. I keep making mistakes over and over again, never really learning from any of it and yet I'm still here - ever so ready to commit more. There's this thing about traveling alone that you will learn most about yourself; the idea of independence. No it's not just the practicality of being independent rather, basically you are already on your own but it's the practice of having to rely on and protect yourself to the unknown.
I have hours to go to decide with my life should this be all worth. After all, nothing in this world can be done without any sacrifices nor having to face a wee bit complication with what they call... Consequences.
Signed, Sealed, Delivered,
Juliana Mazlan
Thursday, November 03, 2011 @ 2:05:00 AM
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