the imperfect perfectionist

*me *
Yanee
05/01
On my stereo: Justin Timberlake's Summer Love
Mood: Erratic

"Aye"
indie rock, alternative, pop rock: smiles: hugs and kisses: soccer: chocolates: Nike: teddy bears: touch rugby: babies: rock-climbing and bouldering: soft and pantene-smelling hair: my well-worn Levi's: Adidas: white, blue: short nice hair: Elmo, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster:

"Nay"
veggies: swallowing pills: high heels: skirts: not knowing what to do: mess:

*wishlist *

a bit more freedom
PSP
new laptop
more clothes, for goodness sake!
new phone
an orange scrambler
makeover my room

Thursday, April 20, 2006

"At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them. But there are some lines... that are way too dangerous to cross."

It's hard to make a choice and make something good out of it.

Even more so if you choose with your heart, instead of your head.

But isn't that what people always say, 'follow your heart; not your head'?

I take a step back and think. Flip my thoughts upside down, turn it inside out.

Then, i do the same to those nagging little pieces of feelings in my heart.

I find that when i put them together, they don't give that satisfying click to it; something like putting together mismatched jigsaw pieces.

They just don't fit.

Where do i go from there?

The heart says "Aye!"
The head says "Err... Nay?"

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