Some sidetracking will do the trick

It is already the last week of April and I am still floating about in my aimless life. Wait, maybe not so aimless because I am waiting for acceptance letters to come in so I can plan my next step. I am not being myself lately because I slumbered into my bed so early that I have no time to go online, to blog, to chat with my dear friends and to even watch the tee-vee. I sure feel awake the next day but an unfulfilling one, something is amiss, I'm not using my time right. All these cause me to develop a restless mind and turning into a worrywart where I worried what I am doing now is unhealthy because I have not been reading, watching tv, having my late nights - my day is not filled but replaced with sleep. In turn, I feel unhappy most of the time and became sensitive or overly, you may put it that way - picking up quarrels with D when both of us are tired. I have to stop reading so much into things because it is destroying me soon. I reckon I am suffering from some depression; maybe. I abhor it this way - TOTALLY.

On a lighter note, I've got a task to do - helping my dad to review a book 'Our Iceberg Is Melting', due on Thursday. In the mean while, it is time for some backtracking of pictures.

Supposed to be her last day but was made an unofficial one and costs me an over-priced $3.50 daisy because the boss wants to retain her for who knows how long.

16th April was loved because we managed to catch up abit after so long(:

Prep Camp was short but nothing beats having good company.

Ciao...some good read for now. I hope it is.

Every stretch gets better

Loving those imperfections can get real tough.

That is when these four words come along.

Certain subjects are left unsaid

Is it always true when you know a person inside out and outside in, that it makes you take them for granted and treat them so sluggishly awful. But when it spells trouble, that is the moment you would hold that person dearly and never let them go? I wouldn't want to treat my loved ones this way because I believe I only live once and I will do my utmost to love them wholely with my heart. Neither do I want to be treated this way.

I am holding on dearly with what I have.

Sometimes I'd cry myself to sleep.

Maybe everything will end as soon as it begins.

The ticking keeps going

It is 3 months away and i am counting down to the day when school sets in with work definitely out. I certainly don't feel at my best whenever i begin my daily routine, heading to work because having desk bound from 8.30am-5.30pm with something i dread to do, totally turns me off. Not to mention that the pay is a tad miser- well, what else to expect when recession comes knocking.

Money seems to be on everyone's mind now and the art of survival is hardly practised here in our small island because it is almost impossible to. Prices and fares are hiking like nobody's business even though there are the occasional sales and discounts every now & then. Here i am, trying hard to load up more in order to save my parents some hassle.
Soup Spoon @ Bugis;

Gala Premiere 'The Sniper';