Apologies

I'm so so sorry. Words could not describe how sorry I am for doing this.

What do you do...

When there's a gazillion things you'd like to say but couldn't?

When there's a gazillion things you'd like to do but couldn't?

When you know how you feel but can't do anything about it?

When even expressing yourself through blogs and tweets becomes impossible because it's accessible by everyone?

Reality of Fear

Got this out from a website and I love what it meant: http://9gag.com/fast#310968

You're not scared of the dark.

You're scared of what's in it.

You're not afraid of heights.

You're afraid of falling.

You're not afraid of the people around you.

You're just afraid of rejection.

You're not afraid to love.

You're just afraid of not being loved back.

You're not afraid to let go.

You're just afraid to accept the reality that he/she is gone.

You're not afraid to try again.

You're just afraid of getting hurt for the same reason.

NT?

Which stands for No Title, of course. :D

It's been eons since I last blogged. Have been super duper busy! Damn tiring. My life, that is.

Feel bothered lately. I don't know why. No scratch that, I THINK I do know why. But oh well, life's like that. Gotta live with it.

It's been ages since I last watched a movie in a cinema. I sooo wanna go watch a movie. Haha

Perfect Match

By Jodi Picoult. Hahaha I know I know, there's many Jodi's books reviews here.

It's a story about a mother, who is a prosecutor herself for seven yrs, who found out that her 5 year old son was sexually abused by a pedophile. Knowing that the justice system couldn't bring her son any justice as she herself has been a prosecutor for rape cases, she seek for revenge. She killed the priest who did it by shooting him in the head four times.

*spoiler alert!*

The twist here, is that in the middle of the story, after she killed the priest, it was being revealed that the actual offender is another priest and she had killed the wrong guy.

In this story, it reflects the value of love and family and consequences of actions that might tear apart everything that one has been working hard for for years.

Kind of disappointed

I would say that I'm a bit disappointed in the way she behaved. I did my best, really. And it this is what she chose to do, then I can't really do anything about it.

It's been so long (part 2)

It's been ages since I last blogged. Had been so preoccupied with all the tiring work and haven't gotten the chance to actually write. Hahah

But anyways, work has been tiring. It makes me feel super fat, no joke. Sitting in an office for hours definitely doesn't work for your ass.

Haha and, my results were out last week. I'm okay with it I guess, it's slightly better than expected. :D So next stop would be degree but I think I'll only be starting next year. So in the meantime, I'll be working full time till probably the end of November. :)