This is Jade’s Diary
Story Four —The Morning After—
It’s the day after sunday. I did not have to throw up last night, and I don’t have to exercise compulsively today. It’s just another day. Yay!
Tried watching Breakfast at Tiffany’s again yesterday. I could not do it. I absolutely hate Holly Golightly’s character. She comes off as painfully, and excruciatingly ignorant. I don’t know if one should call her a dreamer, or a bimbo. I really really don’t. But either way she is extremely beautiful and so I guess all her sins are effortlessly forgiven.
C’est La Vie, right? Why is that?
(Jane is wearing Jacob’s shirt and snapback today, she’s just naturally perfect- I do not feel intimidated.)
Anyway my life has transformed from something that once used to feel extremely empty and moderately stimulating, into something with so much meaning and value, I am so glad none of my old suicidal fantasies ever materialized.
I want this space to be something more than just a place of pictures, and meaningless rants. Rather, I want to write words that matter. Words that breathe life. Words that have the potential of adding something, to someone- somewhere.
So just for today- If you ever feel down, and like nothing really matters, it does. Or rather it will. It will and it will and it will.
Well, if you are reading this, I assume you are anticipating some sort of stimulating content! And I want to deliver, I’m just not sure I remember how. I have been reading some of Jane’s diary lately, many of which make me cringe. I do not want to make you cringe.
Now Me and Jane are driving to have rice porridge in Koreatown now- yay!
I will be back.
P.S: Jane, Jacob and I, are planning to do some vacay exploring the Asia. Tokyo would be nice I think. We’re doing just fine :)