and it's happening all over again.....

why am i so blind each and everytime.....

i still haven't learn my lessons yet......

and this has come back to haunt my life again....

haizzzz............

sometimes, i wish i could do more with my life.....

it's as if something is out there, waiting for me, but yet it seems so far away

if i could turn back time, there's a lot of stuff that i would change

but guess it's too late for that now...

i still love her lots...

the terror that I face day in and out

not being able to retaliate against someone who slaps me, scratches my face, licks me at times, screams in my ears.... loving every moment of it when it's just a 9 months old baby doing it =p

have been going manga crazy these few days... more specifically I'm going thru a One Piece phase now... trying to complete 500++ chapters within the next few days... Nuts!

another week of freedom before I officially start work... All the best for me!!!

saw her back today... hmm...

baby album

http://www.pbase.com/tomato_photo/wai_yee

Lessons learnt from Genting Trip

1- Always bring along a jacket or sweater if one does not aspire to freeze to death in the smothering cold

2- Never, ever smoke in a hotel room if one does not aspire to sleep in a smelly room at night

3- Never ever go against the house in the casino if the house has been winning all the way

4- Aspire to win only half of your capital and walk away if intended target is met

5- Japanese food in Genting sucks big time

6- Bring your passport/IC with you at all times if you have a face of a young punk like me

7- Shopping can actually be fun in Genting

8- Hot, fried chicken is quite yummy in Genting

9- Starbucks is freakin expensive everywhere in the world

10- Sipping hot coffee, munching on donuts while taking a fag is quite shiok in a cold environment

going back there, really brings back some fond memories...

memories that were hidden away, only to be brought out when faced with the familiar surroundings...

why do my heart always feel so bittersweet when I see her face...

As they were talking about their stuff last night, I can't help but feel that I really should be reading and be expanding my horizon over such matters. Although I do make it a point to keep myself informed on such stuff, but then I guess all I do is to absorb the info without really going deeper and analysing enough to come to any meaningful conclusion. Perhaps it's because of their daily jobs that allows them to have a more thorough understanding of stuff, but I guess I feel I should really be more ...what's the word to use.... gung-ho in this aspect if I really want to go into this sector.

pulling a veil to cover the emptiness

can only do that much to conceal the loss

i thought that I could handle my emotions well....

...apparently I couldn't...

bumped into her...

looked at her...

smiled at her...

walked away from her...

Before I die...

photography

diving

sky-diving

back-packing across Europe, Japan, India

Kashmir plains

staying in NYC

i guess it gets to a point when one just doesn't feel like blogging about anything and everything... perhaps life's getting pretty mundane..? I don't know..... but looking back on my posts, I've realised that I have lots of things to talk about whenever I'm in a r/ship that's going great.

When things don't turn out well, or when shit happens, it's either a few words here and there, or just complete silence... Perhaps one would love to share his/her happiness to others and just have the tendency to express the feelings of joy openly. When it comes to shitty stuff, one would just clam up and turn inwards into his/her own shell and choose to remain and suffer in silence. Or perhaps, it's just me that's feeling this way.

interviews coming up... hoping for all the best!!

looking at their photos... reminds me of a year back....

way way way down.....

feeling so empty now....

weird.... considering that I wanted it myself....

down....down...down...down...down....