Here I Am~*

ONE YEAR OLDER.

Just realised that I hadn't written a thing about my birthday (the anticipation, the excitement, and the post-birthday blues... well, there's hardly any to begin with) 

I'll talk more about it next time. Suffice to say, it was simple, good and I'm contented :)

And old.

~*~*~*

LOSSES & REGRETS.

There's always this accompanying sense of regret, whenever you lose someone dear to you...

How do we come to terms, accept, and let go...? 

It's not easy, but somehow, we will.

I hope you'll have the strength to face the past, and the future bravely. 

You've done the best that you could. 

Be strong, and remember, you're not alone :) 

~*~*~*

HERE I AM.

Sometimes, that's all we want to hear.

YOLO!

A feeble attempt to sleep at 9pm (I was tossing and turning (like that salad place) until about 11 plus, before sleeping intermittently). 

Woke up at 1am and dressed up for work

Went downstairs to wait for S' car at 1.40am.

Picked up a couple more people.

Made our way to Ion. Reached at about 2.30am.

Saw other tired faces (tired, but excited, nonetheless). 

Black, white, navy, blue...

Bated breaths, gasps, cheers, curses.

S jumping onto the bench, off the bench and dashing around the area in ecstasy, only to discover that, to his horror, the goal was offside. (should've caught it on cam)

More gasps, curses and cheers.

And finally, the champion emerged.

Adrenaline russshhhhhh.... (though my heart also went out to Argentina)

Drove to GWC for breakfast at 6.20am, and realised that Mac's opens at 7am (!??!!).

Then drove to Tiong Bahru Plaza for Mac's breakfast.

The bunch of walking dead reached office at 7.30am.


Stared at the monitor for a good 10 mins while trying to comprehend a sentence...

Struggled to keep myself awake.

Had a meeting at 9.30am (consisted of two dazed people, one of whom is me)

Gave up at approximately 10 plus am, and requested for half-day leave.

Went through the motion of feeding myself during RA farewell lunch at Sushi Bar.

Went home, showered, and conked out.


This is definitely one of the craziest things I've done - head somewhere late at night to watch the World Cup Finals with a bunch of very sporty colleagues (so awesome!) and heading to work right after that.

I know the repercussions of missing a night's rest will get to me soon (have learnt that the hard way a few times), but,

YOLO!

...That's youth.

Move on~*

Seemingly tired all the time.

People have been telling me that I looked tired, resigned, and sad.
...Really?

Trying to come to terms;

trying to take things in stride. 

To draw out the inner strength,

and tell myself that it's not end, and I will survive this. 

"Are you okay?"

"No, but I've got to be okay eventually."

"People come and go. Cherish the time we have together, that's what's more important now. Cherish the present."

"We have to move on, because we know they'll move on too. And they've moved on to somewhere better for them." 

"I was told that we should never feel attached to our colleagues."

"That's complete nonsense. I've had my share of heartbreaks... what I'll tell you is that it's always better to have loved and have had your heart broken, than to have never loved at all..."

It's difficult, but it's time to take everything in and move the hell on.

I should end off with an powerful song (e.g., "I Will Survive") that will fire myself up.


Instead, I'm going to share this sad, but lovely song by Passenger.

Some of us might find the lyrics relatable... myself included.

Well it's hard to find a reason, when all you have is doubts, 
Hard to see inside yourself when you can't see your way out, 
Hard to find an answer when the question won't come out. 

You see all I need's a whisper in a world that only shouts. 

~*~*

The F in me overpowers the T.

Seeing it seep through your fingers~*

Have been putting this song on repeat.



Deeper than a papercut

~*~*~*

Some things seep through your fingers so easily;
Things that you can't have a firm grasp on.

Letting go is oftentimes the only best way to deal with such things.

~*~*~*

In order to gain something, you'll have to lose something else.

It's about what you're willing to lose, in order to gain, and what you want so badly, that you're willing to make sacrifices for.

~*~*~*

"Dear ____,

It has been great knowing you. 
All the best for your future endeavours. 

Best,
_____"


The worst kind of goodbye.