The hidden meanings...

This is a delayed post. I dread it and I drag it. Many things have to be poured out, many things could have thorn me apart and many things that could piece me together did not. However, I am appreciative that there is still.. an unbias place where I seek my peace and pick up myself. Somewhere that I shouldn't name as it has bear alot of misconceptions already. But my conscience is clear, my motive is clear and my mind, hopefully will be..

Seemingly, nothing seems to be in my control. Whatever that I aimed for hasn't been reached. Somehow, I've fallen, deep into the sea, lost in the vast capacity of the ocean. Up is no longer the option for survival as I've fallen so deep. The only way to revive myself is searching for another direction, for another target to keep me alive. And I must.. I can.. and I will..

To sum up this whole week of events, food fair is a disappointment so is my results. Found peace in church and my mood was elevated a little. Shopping indeed is a good therapy and I love shopping with my sis (though I've to spend more money than usual treating my sis.. It's ok.. cos she's my sis..) and POTC3 is cool.. I liked the actions, the intensity of events, humour and the touching scenes.

Currently listening to a new song by 刘耕宏 - 谁来爱我. Somehow, have this urge of searching for a hug and seek shelther from all unhappiness. But it seems like it would be better if I can pull this through myself.

I'll define life myself!