Sherry's Journal

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Unexpected present

There was no occasion whatsoever so I wasn’t expecting to get a present when my best friend dropped by to visit. We haven’t seen each other in a long time. It’s been months since we last saw each other and it was a brief meeting. When he came to visit, he gave me a present… [...]

Boxing it out

I am thinking of boxing. It will not only help me lose weight but will also help me release pent-up emotions in me. I know it will be therapeutic in a way. I read about how this male celebrity used boxing as his choice of workout and he is slowly becoming as well-built as his [...]

There’s always something…

There are days when I feel like crap but I still try as much as I can that there’s something to be thankful for. A hidden blessing or just a little bright light to hold on to in a bleak day. There’s always, ALWAYS something to be thankful for. I’m sure of it! Happy Sunday [...]

Must-have this year

One thing I realized over the course of 18 months or so, it’s better to invest in a bit pricier laptop computers than the really cheap ones. The latter go bonkers so easily! I asked around and my friends who invested in good quality and pricier laptops still have theirs working properly even after a [...]

Speak my mind

This year I resolve to speak my mind. I’ve been doing it already but this time around there will be no more hesitation about it. I won’t go pick fights, if that’s what you are thinking. By speaking my mind I mean to just release the negative energy in me and move on. Twitter will [...]

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  • What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace any thing, solemn, slight or beautiful that comes into my mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk, or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through.
    - Virginia Woolf




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