Just another week from now will be the start of school, once again a new semester.
How I wished term break were longer but well, fat hopes indeed.
Living by everyday means a start of a new hope, a start of a new story, and the commencement of horror.
Time again and again I got to battle with the mind, the heart and the soul.
To stay as energetic as I can, to feel less lethargic as I could.
No one knows how long I can hang on, not even myself.
Saw my blog stats and it purged up by numerous figures this week. Thanks for all who take your precious time out to read about my little story.
Over the weekends, I got stuck onto the new game which I was indulged in!
TA DA! Sims 3~
The boy's bro and bro-in-law couldn't understand why I was playing such a game which to them was boring and purely idiotic. Well, it's just the same like how we girls cannot understand why guys like to watch the so many legs kick one ball as well as the fighting or shooting games they play isn't it? Hehe. It's just the way the different genders are born and we can't deny those differences.
Just got home not long ago from dinner at Jumbo Seafood. Love the outdoor seating because it was so near the East Coast beach.
I've always loved being near beach or going to the beach and just sit around even though I don't know how to swim at all. The feeling of being near water is scary indeed because one gulf of strong waves might just blend you in and you might just sway so faraway that no one else can ever find you again.
But since young, I have always walked the beach or go to the reservoir and sit on the rocks with my childhood friend, Cin. She would always accompany me there, hear my voices within, as I tell the faraway silently that I have something in me that I have swallowed for far too long and no one else could understand me. Till a year when the government decided to remove the big rocks near the waters of the reservoir, I stopped going there. It's peculiar how the waters can just take away your sorrows without asking you a single question or telling you any logics to move you back on path again. Somehow, after every trips to the quiet place, I always feel better.
And this is why I love it so much.
"No one understands like how you do, no one listens like how you will and no one stays like you always had and always will..."
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