nah

i should write. whatever that means.

i just mentioned about being thankful few days ago. sometimes i can't help but believe in the curse - about publishing something positive, then wanna change your mind after that.

how come i feel that time isn't everything? not like you have it and you will use it to the fullest. i'm bored. and i'm not looking forward. i don't know what will happen tomorrow, but i must be happy. 

chill. i'm progressing fine at work. 

rusty

i've been meaning to write, but this whole setting seems unfamiliar to me now. now that i'm finally in front of the screen, i don't know where to start. i'd love to give myself 10 mins to type something... 

i used to spend more than half hour ranting here - even though i have company. i think it was the trend back then. blog and bloghop. stalk. it's funny how few people do it now. i've had been demanding. skeptical. unhappy. i don't know, but i feel very much at peace now. doing things i like. sticking mostly to my own comfort zone and loved ones. it gets easier to live. but i don't feel like i'm missing much - especially when fats is finally stepping into the workforce. i think i'm gonna stay optimistic about the upcoming events and trips. i'm sure i'll reap more and be contented than ever :)

i'm happy with a life outside of the social media. i like things simple but exciting. i think what's most important is how we feel inside. the company, atmosphere, the moments. 

i'll continue to be thankful.

firsts

generally, first times are exhilarating, refreshing and memorable.

however with good, there's bad.

first time someone stops saying he loves you. I thought that's unforgettable.