Man, you guys should try the latest Burberry's Beat for men. It's freaking awesome. Looks like.. no offence to all Burberry's fans but they seemed to have realised the wonder-scent of Japanese fragrances (well.. all i know of is Zenzo).. It's smelling spicy herbs yet has the aroma of nectar - an explicit scent of metrosexualitian. Optimium blend. Try it. Get one now!
Back to another episode of Jason's life. Haha. The wise people says when one has premonition or signs of their death, they tend to have a longing for their past. Beats me but that's precisely what I am going through now.
As if an unconscious part of me is awaken, yearning for stuff from the past. Stuff such as food I ate, things I used to have and a constant inner-desire for things to be restored to its original state. Dying my hair was a century appearance; Re-watch the entire Gundam series; Become less concerned as if I live in my world; Listen to familiar music; Recall my drumming techniques. All of these envisioned clear in my head, surfacing now and then for attention. Good thing, I slowed down and paid attention to it.
That aside, I realise my hyper-sensitivity is back. No, not mentioning about emo and any of that sort. Just some exceptional heightened sense of hearing or sensing things before it happen. Sometimes I can even smell the metallic and thickness-stench of blood when I bled from a minor cut. I don't know, perhaps karma is improving?
Figured, it doesn't mean I have to go out all the time. Like always, I attempt to efficient my time to the fullest. I got a shirt from R.I., more beat to put in my bag, biotherm products. It's normal.
One of my colleague is expecting her last day tomorrow. Oh well.. it's unbearable but people have their plans. That reminds me of what I've learnt: You've just gotta respect other people's decisions. Live and let live too.
Dinner occurred specially at Bosses, Vivocity. I hate reforming back to my old introvert self.. back to suffering from "socio-incohensive" sydrome. Oh well, I left after dinner while they continued desserts at Hagen Daaz. I knew I had to go home early because I fear something might happen to ahma who's like all alone at home. In addition, with knowledge that Jasmine wouldn't be home due to work. Responsibility over social-participation. I'm glad I am able to do the right things.
Alright, so much so for now. Goodnight. *confident smile*
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