As much as I manage to catch a glimpse of the rising morning sun during train rides every day, I miss the sunset and the night outside. I miss my rides and my girls and a day with not much worry.

may be peace upon to you (:

All of a sudden, in the midst of the chaos of the night, the thought of you seemed so damn redundant. When I looked back and started sorting out my priorities, I'm quite happy that you weren't exactly the top of the list. I'm happy that I have more important stuffs to think about, better stuffs to do and not just hope but get my ass off and do it.

I'm on crossroads - still. Not about you but about my life. I don't really dare say I'm lost but in fact I am. 

I admit - I'd go back and change, IF I could , every single thing . Starting from Day 1 in Poly. All. Over. Again. 

I got the letter and parcel from SIM and it's pretty weird how I just chucked it away without even fully looking at the letters inside. It wasn't because I didn't care. Of course I do. But maybe it was more of following what my heart feels like at that moment. I didn't bother looking at it because I just thought that it was the right thing to do. I somehow felt looking at it and sorting out the documents and forms will confuse my life even more. It didn't feel wrong to put it away. I guess that's what rejection letters does to you - it makes you immune to things people thought you should do.

There are a thousand things I'd like to say to you but a million more things I'd rather do to get my life back together.