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Wednesday, July 4, 2007 - 1:49 PM

It has been one full day at home and it was great. i think this is the type of break i need. laid back, lazy and filled with self indulgence. my mom suggested a perm to rid the negative energy from my head (my appointment is this friday) and she agreed that i can paint my walls too. great.

on my journey home, i thought of holiday tasks. i shall call this my own road to santiago. in search of what i really want. and of course dong some reflections too. one me-year is in sync with my academic year and this time i really need to do some deep thinking. (i think i already do it in excessive and uncessary amount)

i like home when i need to think. its like an escapade. but of course i do get bored and tired of it. always in search for karmic balance and never satisfied. sigh. i will paint my room purple.

my room is the epitome of reflections. i think only apple have seen it before. am u can really come and do hot yoga here. its so warm and humid, guess what my mom bought yoga mats too. fresh towels are in the cabinet. if u are tired of looking at yourself, pull away the curtains and its a mini forest right in front of you. if you want you can take a scented bath in the tub or you can have youself exfoliated using my mom’s plants. actually i live in a cave and what i have just described is what my room is in my head. so cwith eyes closed, i can give out delicate purple acrylic membership cards hah. its like being a vip in a club. you get invited into my sanctuary and then choose whether you want to accept the membership.