just home from tomb sweeping. it’s a routine every year, but its something i pay much respect to. first to my dad’s father’s urn at the cck columbarium, then to my dad’s mum’s grave before ending the day at my mum’s dad’s grave. i never met my grandfather (dad’s father) before, he passed on before…

I realise that when I feel sad, I just want to sleep that feeling away. Just lie down on my bed, close my eyes and hope that the next time I open my eyes, the world is a happier place.

going through my todo list, and saw this list of places we wanted to go, and things we wanted to do.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together. Marilyn…

dance is music made visible, music is better than words, and words is all i have.

technically, it’s not even 2 weeks yet. it sure feels like a year have past. it’s just friday, but man, this week have been crazy! i guess crazy is somewhat good now. every time, every single time, i touch my bed, i end up sleeping! ugh. so i guess, crazy is good. everyone suddenly decided…

i think i am becoming an angry person, and i don’t like it. happy, sad or angry, at the end of the day, it’s a choice. it’s a decision. maybe the decision was already made. maybe i just have to understand it. or perhaps, to understand it better. i feel like fixing up my bike…

i don’t know how or what to make out of now. i am not too sure what happened, or how it did. i sense it coming, i guess its the same kind of feeling you get when you sense death. it’s only 4 days, but it feel like months. i feel like telling someone, but…