Sadness is infectious

I think I woke up at the wrong side of the bed today. The moment I opened my eyes I feel like crying. Everything feels sad and gloomy. I think sadness is infectious, maybe I read too much of other people's blog. Everyone writes about sad and gloomy stuffs. Does anyone feel happy and satisfied with their life?
I feel like a bird being bound, yet yearning to outstretch my winds and fly. I wanna smell the freedom in the air. I have so much things hidden in me that it's slowly eating me from within. It's like you've been stuffing too many things inside a bag and it's starting to burst and everything inside are spilling out. Everything single thing. Or it's like some kids that have been locked inside a tiny little room for so so long, they knocked and knocked on the door and it cracked eventually and everything single one is storming out of the room now.
I'm envious all the time. Even when people are sad and gloomy I'm envious of them. At least they have the conscience to be sad and gloomy, to stop for a moment and be connected with their mind and soul. That is why they're sad and gloomy. They are conscious of their existence and they're pulling themselves from all the routines of life, and indulge in their sadness. How envious.

Love

1 Corinthians 13 (4-7)

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Memorable Day

Today is a memorable day. :) cos kenny jus told me that he loves me. haha
Love you too kenny!!