it's been a month long since i've last posted an entry here.
i will try to post more, so that in future i can look back to reflect and reminisce. and also an effort for me to improve my writing skills.
the once therapeutic feelings of writing is faint and distant to me today, because i have put down my pen for a long time. in this blog i have forgotten about the golden rule - to write for myself, not for anyone else. i hope i can find this path and find the story teller in me.

there's so much happenings in my life. not quite dramatic as some of my friends, but quite eventful to say the least. at this very moment, my emotions are at its peak. over and over again i have felt the same, but what can i do? i have been that person before. but yet i feel disappointed, not at myself, but at that person. for he/she should be one who is wiser, more experienced, been through prolly a hundred times of situation like this but yet.... wiser and (better EQ) to make a choice. a choice for the greater good. but what we are - nothing but selfish. in the end, reluctant as i am. i sacrificed. not because i am a better person. but because this is expected from me.

let's move on to other stuff because everything i've said is not what i intended to say.
let's see. argh. my flow is distracted by the dreng-dreng-dreeng msn alert sounds and i kept going back and forth replying my friends and typing and deleting here. and my mind is somewhere among the pages of that thick book. i have about another 30 odd hours to do many many things i planned to do over the last four days (30 odd hours which includes sleeping, eating and bathing etc). but all i wanna do is ..... well, doing all the above and savouring every moment. have you ever wonder... each time when you go to bed? is it because "I wanna go to bed because i enjoy my sleeping hours" or simply because you need to sleep?
let me start my 30 hour run and just wonder about that.