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Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Headache~~~ I hope it's not the disease jas said she has passed on to me -.- haha

Ironing... ironing... ironing.
Endless ironing...

Backache, tortured legs and peeling fingers.
This means... I am HARDWORKING devoid of doing household chores for too long.

I know I dont' make a good housewife. But... whatever.

Anyway, I just read something.
And it sets me thinking.

What do I want now?
What do I want in the future?
What have I done?
What have I not done?

What am I DOING to/in my life now?
What am I DOING to myself?

If I'm going by dear Erikson's Psychosocial Stages of Development, I might fail Stages 6,7 and 8 if I carry on the way I am.

Isolation, Stagnation, Despair.


Ignore my emo-ing.
me! ♥

mash! ♥

mates! ♥

mnemonic! ♥

mania! ♥

manga! ♥

mask! ♥

muse! ♥