Monday, August 14, 2006 @10:09 PM

"Silly," she said.

"I can't be like that."

If it's over, let it go and
Come tomorrow it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
I'm just a bird that's already flown away

Laugh it off let it go and
When you wake up it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay


I really like the chorus of this song. (Yes, it's by Hilary Duff.) It's about living life without all the burden and pain of holding on to what-could-have-beens. It's about letting go of the things that hurt you, yet the same things which for the longest, or the briefest moments, gave you indescribable joy. It's about not dwelling on what is already gone.

Sometimes I wish I lived in Jane Austen's period. Especially after watching the remake of Pride and Prejudice, I should think I wouldn't mind Elizabeth Bennett's life. Walking along long meadows, reading a book... walking for miles and miles, and she's really witty too. Aside from the marriage part, where most people marry those with money and status, I could really do with that sort of slow-paced, unhurried lifestyle. I could walk wherever I want, surround myself with nature if I don't feel like speaking to anyone. This life gets me really tired sometimes, and it's so difficult to find something to trudge on for. I know people have their religions and their ambitions, but I have neither. I just can't seem to put myself into any religion as of yet. Maybe next time, but I honestly need a religion I can truly believe in. I don't ever want to have doubts about the religion. And ambitions, I don't know what it is I want to do yet. I have no burning desire to scale the corporate ladder, or invent anything that will benefit all of mankind, or contest in the general election or whatever. All I know is that I've thought about it, and I really don't want a life whereby I go to work, sit at a cubby-hole and type out meaningless stuff I don't give a hoot about. I need challenges in my work, but I don't want it to be so stressful that I cry and tear my hair out.

In three months, it'll be over, and I'll be able to find myself again.

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