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Time changes everything, even you and I have changed

This life i'm living resembles an epic tale where dreams wilt before they bud and where a search for her true inner self finally makes a coward into a pretty damsel. My world is a patchwork of the beautiful & the horrific. As the days unfold, it combines the tones of memory and nostalgia with a desire to recreate a better tomorrow.




The rain, the winter spring has made us fade away



I really wonder how you feel on these nights so alone




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Sunday, December 4, 2011 || 8:49 PM



The best kind of rain, of course, is a cozy rain. It's like any other lazy period, when i feel like sinking in bed a little longer, or read a good book, take early tea with hot chocolate muffins and jam and look out the streaked window with complacency - alone. It has been such a damp and slow Sunday, which is quite rare. I wish it stays this way. I've had a very good rest today after three days of 13 freaking hours shift! While my other colleagues are still battling through the last round, I'm here hoping that we all could hit our high target this month. It is going to be such an intensive December but i can't wait to taste the fruit of our hard labour.

JIA YOU! :)

So, i ordered a sinful feast plus one hot fudge sundae (!!!) for myself since the weather was pretty moody in the afternoon. Thank you McdRider for delivering it over to my house even though it took you almost two hours and i've already lost a quarter of my appetite by then. Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeez!


 
Tomorrow starts another day of the same routine, just a different route. I have to travel all the way down to Ann Siang Road early in the morning for a training session, sigh.