I spent most of my days doing stuffs alone and I am beginning to feel more and more self-centred. I have not been thinking for others and was rudely awaken to that point when a Flora told me that she is doing some fancy stuff for Chritsmas for all of us. Even in Malaysia. And here I am, forgetting Zhi Liang's birthday, ignoring reindeer's trots, thinking only about the concert and my Thailand trip.
Hand-made Christmas gifts always beat the ready-to-sell kind. I am not saying that with respect to the hole in my pocket. Christmas is definitely more commercialized than ever. Everywhere you go, you see Christmas deluxe packages, Christmas treats, seasonal offers... All the possible things that you can think of, all the new business strategies and old Christmas decorations.
I used to like Christmas a lot. White, my favourite colour. Christmas signifys purity, peace, somthing that we experience once a year. I don't understand how Christmas brings a chill down my spine these recent years. I believe there is no one incident that leaves a huge impact on me. Instead, my fear, my pain and sorrow are snowballed and the snowball gets bigger as time moves it each day.
When you lose a person, certain part of you go with that person.
When you lose an emotion, certain part of you leaves with that person.
When you lose everything, you lose your soul.
I have a body, but it's empty.
Jacqueline
8:25 AM
