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Sunday, September 03, 2006 12:35 PM

): The period of time where I feel sad for no particular reason is back. The last time I had it was at least 2 months ago. I vaguely remember I learnt alot from it, by pondering thinking. But I was also quite sad. But its okay, I can hide my emotions in front of others. Just force a smile, it is not that hard. I don't really want support, neither do I want care either. We all have to face this, sooner or later. And we have to face it ourselves. Only then can we learn the most from it.

So, the only thing I hope can happen now is to regain my confidence. That bouncy element used to be in me. But of course my hopes are never high, in this period of time you hardly have confidence. Whether you want it or not. I only know that clinging on to hope is one thing, but hope is never always there to cling on to. However, in this case, it is there. Clear and sparkling, it is juts whether I want to cling on to it. I do not hate my life. I absolutely love it, love everything about it, not excluding this bout of unhappiness. I love my life for what it is and how it helps me to learn, helps me to grow, helps to do everything I want.

Of course, it is at this period of time where books are really important to me. Especially true memoirs, poignant and sincere. To let me know that I am not the one person facing sorrow. Of course I am not, everyone else is just a mirror of oneself, one way or another. However, the current book I am reading is The Kite-runner, itnis beautiful so far. And I think it can and will give me hope. But it i a sad book, and I do not rule out the possibility that I will cry reading it. Words have a great impact on me.

But there is one thing I am sure about- nothing at all