i did a foolish thing yet it made me proud of myself.
i was supposed to read some messages off my mobile, really just reading without experiencing any funny emotions. tried to copy them to my mobile (i am foolish, undeniably so kill me). i deleted them off my SIM since it is full and the icon just keeps flashing to brainwash me to do something about it. so i did. just to find out that actually my so-called smartphone (hey... it wasn't that smart after all! :)) did not saved them.

except for one. i decided to just keep that one.
Oh, i still have those from BW. :) those can never be deleted.

well, i kind of feel good about it. feeling good that i did not throw my mobile out of the window. that i did not call myself stupid out loud in my head. did not bang my head against wall and turn psycho for that minute. i pat my mobile instead. i actually looked at it fondly. imagine that.

it has been more than 24 hours since that happened. i still feel good about it. not a refreshing or wake me up or pick me up or playing some angry chick game here, but it made me happy.

perhaps my ego stepped in and decided it is time not to be a wimpy feeemaleeee...
i like this feeling of strength. it is quiet yet positive and highly energizing.
it made me think more often of martinis, beer and lychees too.

somehow i can feel my thirst at the tip of my tongue and brain. soon i will go into spasms.

i look forward this friday's girls nite out. there are so many things ahead in my schedule to plan. i am honestly happy (despite my horoscope readings telling me everything is just bad). tonight will be a good night to dream.