Voici mon secret. Il est très simple.

Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

~The Little Prince - Antoine de Saint Exupery

On Courage

I don't believe in ignorance. If it takes courage to own up for things and right the wrongs, then let it grow like my potted mint by the window - immortal. (on a side note, I'm really glad I didn't plant it on the scrubs)

Hmm. Bring it. 

to-be-us

On Cleaning Up

I'm the type of person who can make a catastrophic mess out of my chamber when I lost sight of myself, both in a good way and the otherwise. But when I clean my room, I'd make it squeaky clean, damn near-sterile like a stereotypical type A blood down to the core. I may succeed in messing it up again one day, but I know I'll get down to make it even cleaner somehow.

I'll clean up this mess and freaking make it shiny. I'm making my bed and I'll sleep on it later like I did yesterday and the day before yesterday. I've been learning to keep it clean - (duh) - but touch my wooden floor, if I make a mess out of it again I'll just have to re-clean it again. It's all about simple housekeeping.