

It's Monday, Feb. 11/08 and today's edition of Manic Monday is up.
Drop by for a visit if you want to... Have a great day, my friend!
but then I found out I was still not... I was just Busy for the past few days.
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Whenever I have negative emotions, I always turn to friends or consult my teachers... But it came to a point that even my friends or my teachers (who are Phd in counseling) can hardly help me handle my irrational beliefs anymore...
Sometimes if you feel something, and that emotion is so strong, no matter what things other people would tell you, you will always find ways to rationalize that what they're saying are non-sense and you will always rationalize that YOU make sense.
I asked myself before, "I took seminar in counseling courses, but how come I cannot handle my emotions myself?" I should be able to understand and analyze my state of condition before making any irrational conclusions.
And it hit me,i realized talk therapy isnt' effective on me anymore.. Because whatever the counselor might say, I will always find ways to make it senseless because I'm hard headed. My beliefs will always have strong grounds.
Before, this was my usual situation when I go to bed: I don't fall asleep at once but I end up thinking about a lot of things that are most of the time disturbing or will make me feel bad.
Before, the internet makes me sane and occupied. But even with the computer I get bored and end up thinking irrational thoughts again. Even chatting with my friends no longer helps.
So there, I'm doomed with nobody can help. ... Until one day I remembered my dream of being a journalist someday... and as talkative as I love to write... I used to have journal diaries... and now I have a blog...
I started to make Writing as my therapy. ever since the year started, whenever I feel bad or can't sleep, I just open up my notebook and write everything that's on my mind. I talk to myself, I write my future plans, everything that's making my mind preoccupied I write.
Putting it all in paper. So that my minds all clear. And I can finally sleep well.
Creative Therapy Works for me. 
WRITING IS MY THERAPY.
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While I was having an emotional break down yesterday in school, I managed to write things that was crossing my mind at that moment.
FATE WILL ALWAYS MAKE YOU REMEMBER. SOMETHING... SOMEONE... WILL ALWAYS REMIND YOU OF THE ONE THING YOU'VE BEEN TRYING TO AVOID ALL THESE TIME.
**** how i wish that these thoughts would remain in paper and never come back in my mind again.
** PS: my emotional breakdown is not about my love life. but in all the aspects of my current state of condition. ** please don't misintepret. i'm not hopeless romantic.
i can still manage.