Reality

Many things happened without a reason. I agreed. Things have changed tremendously and Im happy that someone is here to appreciate my jokes, craps, lames and all.

Well, its natural and there are so many similarities between us.

Im just comfortable sharing things with her.

I guess that I would really have to believe in fate that brings 2 persons together, especially when 2 persons whom are looking at the same direction.

A contented smile.

Let the heart rule.

Whats Not Meant To Be Yours...Will Not Be Yours...

I think this is relatively true. Whats not meant to be yours, eventually will not be yours.

Hows life? Well, its month-end as usual. A month whizz by, one after another. Nothing has changed and its still the same. Im still the old me and so are the work.

Am I foolish at times? I think I do.

Well, sometimes its really not worth being nice. It just make yourself more tiring.

At times, really wish that perhaps a short term secondment to somewhere further from here maybe a good thing afterall. At least, you should be able to tell then, who really cherish you, who really appreciates your presence.

What a Filled Day.

Well, would say that today is ful-filled to the brim. Just back at 3am.
Well, some thoughts went pass my mind...
Am I a passer-by? Well, its a long time. I will be happy as well if things went well for them.
As for me, I will carry on, as usual, with my life. Work, Frens, Family...

At least, I have had a good dream, if its a dream.

So Near Yet So Far. So Strange Yet So Familiar.

So whats this all about?

I dunno too. It just came into my mind naturally.

An Extract from SK....

Seemingly interesting to be pen it down...

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

End of Block Leave

I felt blocked, though its the end of my block leave. Terrible, its just like school reopening and the uncertainty on whats awaiting me. Perhaps someone had since gotten my seat and Im only back to do clearance tomorrow? lOl

Well, lets see how things go tomorrow. As usual, I should be buying in a cuppa and a toast, and clearing my mails. I supposed that my mailbox is not filled as of now since I have no one to cover what Im doing.

Well, lets have a little faith.

Perhaps, Im just a Train, That Had Passed By the Empty Station...

I guess thats what I felt. "A Train, that had just passed by an empty station"
Felt sad, having the exact feelings 4 years ago. A good 4 years and things are returning.
Well, things may not be exactly that bad, but well, I kept reminding myself not to think about it.
"Someone" knew whats this about, and that "Someone" is my inner self.

I should be ok.