A sleep-deprived being who doesn’t know how to comb her hair. Just another typical cat, making records of her troubles, stating her disillusionment about the society, giving out moronic thoughts over the most insignificant things and some of a hundred everyday menaces. And yes, cats do these.
These are the proofs of my crime, the truth behind my every lie.
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Claire. Had seen no more than nineteen summers.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" - Phil. 4:13
P.S. II
I tend to make "P.S." and I don't know why. I just do.
P.S. III
See?
P.S. IV
And um, meow?I just finished the movie. The movie I’ve been dying to watch since last year. But I can’t. I just can’t. But I did. It’s ridiculous how a movie can change my life, but it does. Sometimes, the most ridiculous things, the most insignificant things can change you. Just like how a dust can blind you for a while, just like an ant bite can hurt you. Just like how a reject like “No” can change your life. Just like how a “Yes” can fulfill your dreams. Yeah. They’re just small things. Just like how you are in this vast universe. But you matter. Oh yes you do.
After watching this movie, I knew it. I knew it will motivate me to come up with decisions I’ve been denying myself for the past year. One is, I’ll pursue my career as a college professor, not a lawyer just how like my stepfather wanted me to. Second, I’ll take the risks, for the sake of greater good. Not just for me, but for others. Sounds like a miss universe’s answer, isn’t it? Well, I am a Miss in the universe. Third, I’ll schedule a flight, and go next April, not this year, there are things I need to do first. But next year. Fourth…they’re too many to mention. Just like an entry to a slumbook. This time, these are my entries to a real life.
Sounds dramatic, like a movie. Movies got their ideas from real life anyway, almost. I’m still under the influence of the overwhelming effect of the movie to me.
It took me five hours to finish a 2-hour movie. Mainly because of the many pauses it took me to bawl my eyes out. Or to laugh myself out loud. Or to jump to and fro across the room. To sit in a corner to think things out. I’m so sentimental, I told you.
I hate that movie. So much it made me love it. They say, you become what you despise. So choose what and who to hate, okay?
And I guess, I just made the right decision with this one.
Or I don’t know. I’m still under the influence, as I’ve said. I’ll read this again tomorrow.
P.S
Hi a day older Claire. Read this again and tell me if your thoughts are still the same. Read it again. Again. One more. And another. Now tell me.