"I'm looking at the World, while she's looking at the Universe"

This weekend has been exciting and unexpected. I saw Lystra yet again on Friday, met the adorable Miss Candice and laughed hard with Dean.
It's still hard for me to push my 'unhealthy' habits aside. I feel a tear in my core every time I try. & that was Friday.
Lys stayed till Saturday we ate a lot of good things, in my opinion, all day. It made me realize how unorganized my diet is. What is it that I really want to set limits on in order to remain healthy and happy (food wise)? I don't eat red meats and I don't eat poultry. The end. I never said milk was off limits although I prefer soy milk and it usually is around me. Soy products in general are what I prefer but I do not feel as though I am settling if I don't have it. Some people can stomach things that others can't the world goes on. I do not wished to be looked at different (even if indirectly) because of what I still choose to eat, I like fish and I like sweets. Good day!

Also, another realization that I experienced while on my "LSD" trip, maybe a clue that could potentially bring me out of my shell.
Fire.
As I looked into the eyes of Dean and Lys, as I drank up their words, I noticed myself falling silent, in awe of there desires for intense and aspirational goals they have laid out for themselves.
I now feel more than ever that I am missing that fire, that'll lead me to a passion in which I see myself becoming one with. I practiced routines and tried to organize my thoughts once before and for some reason I felt as though I had down something. In fact I'd done something that is really of no merit... what I do is the real message.
So much was going through my mind at work today, progress I need progress in my life.
[+__+] My head hurts, yes, from thinking.

My heart is thumping loud but I will not let it take lead.
I'm resisting the urge to lay down and calling it a night right about now.
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Club Orpheus was my first and last time at a club for as long as I wish to keep my word on that matter. I went because it was JPop night, there were so many cute lolita outfits and of course girls sporting them. I fell into the grove so naturally. It was nice change of setting, getting to walk across the stage and hearing a loud applause made my heart skip a few beats. I met this one chic who ended up sending me a friend request the following day ^.^ I would love to share some ideas and exchange tips with her as much as possible.

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So, I hate it when I read a passage which wasn't necessarily intended for my eyes and my mind automatically takes it as a threat and runs with it. *Sigh* It takes time for me to return back to normal.

Obviously that is a part of me that has never changed. [Dirt swept under a rug.] I would face it if a knew how, it's not exactly o.k to go up to someone and address a matter you had no reason for decoding in the first place :/ envy is ugly.

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show