Promise

It's exactly one year today. How have you been up there. Everything's fine here. I know you're watching from above. We all miss you very much too. See you soon.

Isn't it crazy, to feel so much, too much at a time that you can't even tell what you're feeling. That's when an open ear comes to play. Slowly when you begin putting your thoughts into words that your mind starts to see things clearer. Sometimes, not clear enough. What is the point of being able to read but not interpret those bunch of words. Nothing. What is the use of being able to hear but not understand what message those waves are conveying. Not much. And what is the purpose of feeling when you can't pass it on to the one you love. It's like having a letter but no pigeons to fly it to where it's supposed to be.

Anywho, what's there to complain about when all you need is given and blessed to the brim. Don't wait till you lose something to appreciate it. And me, I need to apply what I wisely let slip out of my system every single time. I'm really grateful to him for everything. Really. Great Friday and weekend with the family and friends, amigos. :)

Broken Bottles Form A Star

I've been dreading to blog cause I know, once I'm at this page, my mind will go blank and my fingers will start dancing over these squarish, alphabet-labelled thingy with the intention of baring my heart and backfiring the initial plan made by Mr. Mind. It happens to others too I'm sure, but I don't know, I don't feel comfortable typing out every single thing that I'm going through here.

It's about a month now I'm enjoying my break and homework-free lifestyle. And I've got to say, having spent so much time alone at home, you really can't help it but to feel lonely and isolated. It's like you could even hear the pumping sound of your own breathing, the pounding of your blood when it hits the wall of your heart and veins and the voice of your mind speaking out every time it has an opinion. It really makes you think and more substantially, hear what YOU are saying.

I just realised I've been blogging for years, with the same link address. Back then, the purpose was simple; to let people whom you want them to 'stalk' you know what are your interests and personalities like. Slowly as I 'mature', I began to complain, crap, gossip, and emo my heart out here. So unhealthy. I thought of stopping. Then I thought, maybe there's still someone out there who is still following up on me. I don't know, maybe the future me? It's silly but a tinge of false hope won't hurt, will it. Certain things are meant to be the same for a long long time. There's no point trying to meddle with it. It is written with ink, can't be erased.

Perhaps years from now I'll look back and laugh at myself. I definitely will haha. Happy midweek =). 

Did some baking. And stacking. :)

My new hobby. 

Pants

Happy Joo-lai!

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