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Friday, August 29, 2008

I came across this from "All men are liars" :

"I used to think the worst thing that could happen to me was to lose my
writings - the journals that I'd kept in notebooks since my teens.
Author Ernest Hemingway famously lost a trunk containing almost all his unpublished writing and it reportedly sent him into an angry depression until Gertrude Stein helped him realise the hidden blessing: he was free to chase a new, mature style, rather than re-working his more juvenile jottings."

I guess personally i want to chase a new style of writting too. A more mature, personal and detailed way of writting my stories i suppose...

As August slowly creeps to its ending, and having to turn 22! I guess a strong realisation strike me for this move..

Looking back,

-I have been living away from my family for a year and counting- I'm still paying rents to my cousin thou, but it's just different from living back home with my family..

-I have actually survived working in a foreign country!

I strongly believed that the above 2 sentances had definately made me a stronger and independent person than before..

I guess it's not easy at times, having to be responsible/demure/ independent / self-caring/ serious and yet there is this naughty/childish side of me wanting to jump out of me... Irony, but i guess that's what you call- GROWING UP!

Therefore i try to blog more often and share my "growing up" with you people that love me to bits!

Cheers =)

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SilVIA



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