a little comfort maybe?

its been 6days since my exams war ended. time flies, days passes and i realized i havent do things that i've been yearning to do after exams.. those things that i've been dying to do after my exams.. so what have i been doing? my room is still in a big mess with all the books, files, papers half-emptied honeystar mini boxes left unwashed. i bet they're all soggy and soft already. i cant believe come friday it'll be 1week into the holiday. oh sweet holiday... imagine, just imagine last semester.. and i'll graduate, and i'll work.. and work.. and work.. and. work.

that's how life is, isnt it?

and then you'll start to see if there's anyone that could share that little life of yours, finding a soulmate, a partner and share everything, and i mean EVERYTHING with him/her.. and suddenly work seem so much less mundane cause you tell and share. you share. and sharing is important. That, we learn since young. sharing makes everything seem so much yummier. all because there will be exhanges of opinions, it makes even the most boring thing seems all brighten up all of a sudden. i can go on and on with my opinion about... idk, just some sperm whale? (now i have trains of questions about it forming in my head already).

see? isnt sharing amazing? sharing IS amazing.

how i wish we can all SHARE. cant we all share one another? if sharing is so important, why can we all share. share beings, people. why must there be a mine? where did all the selflessness went? strange isnt it?

we are all strange beings.

hugs, cuddles, love. oh god love. simplicity with so much complexity within. whoever says love is simple is a saint. he/she should really enlighten me, us. we. who? but i dont deny that i love hugs though. it makes me feels.... less lonely?

have you ever feel lonely even though you have so many people that cares so much about you? i do. i always feel isolated. no matter how much i share, i feel distant. the closeness seem vague whenever im alone. like, i feel exposed and i can get killed by the embrace of the silent and darkness. maybe perhaps, thats the reason why i love hugs. its an act of warmth from a person that makes me feel....safe.

i love hugs. i love it so much that i hug ah fat everyday. i may sound sick but i dont care. cause i love it and you love me. accept me and hug me tight, and make me feel that you can hold my piece of sky for me when everything crumbles down. not that im frail, but its just nice to have a moment of weakness. tough people needs a moment or two some times, dont you think?

perhaps, how about a little comfort for this comfort seeking creature?

jess.
p.s: its wednesday, i chose to stay home, drink my royal honey choya and watch big bang. homey wed, AFT.