My daily lessons...

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"The older people get, the less purely innocent they are"
- written on a rainy day without an umbrella -

Just read about one person's death from my friend's blog. Life is so short. People mean so much to you but most of the time you do not know. It reminds me of Uncle (and Auntie). I'll visit them soon after exams =).

So sad I feel like a fatalist today :(

You can live with your truthfulness. But it must come with a warmest heart.

There is this feeling of compression and depression when you can't let it out. You know that you are a perfectionist, that you are none capable enough, and that, it simply unfits you. You just want to float, on a run-away train. You feel full of hatred against yourself. You run out of mood for friends, and happiness. Responsibility and desperation tear you apart. You want to run away. You want to rebel, in the arms of a dearest person...

It's friends who'll push you up and fly you high in the sky.

- Singapore December 1st, 2006 -