My Thoughts...

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soulcheeky. Based in sunny island. Star sign-Cancerian. Contact me: Soul-cheeky

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Saturday, July 16, 2005

Had a trim (gotten myself a fringe too) & my colour highlighted yesterday. Needed a change....something fresh yet not too radical.

Changed the skin of my blog by myself today as well...took some royalty free pic off the net, amended some html codes & voila! Simple yet something that shouts "It's so me"!

I wish I could change some choices I've made, just like what Johnny Hates Jazz used to sing "I wish I could turn back the clock"...& that life could be just as simple as changing a blog skin.

I have been the pillar of strength to someone close, but I don't know how long I can sustain. Where is my pillar of strength then? Somehow, I felt I have a responsibility to help, to be his emotional support but I have my limits.

I can't change the world but I can help change his thinking....but the question is HOW? Is clinical depression curable? I think I should have studied Psychology instead of Marketing. Well, that's another choice which was not made then.

Life....it's all about choices. Either you live with it or you regret it. For me? It has become a fact of life.