Life is a Masquerade

Mask.

Everyone have at least one.

Is it bad to hide your true self behind masks?

10 Things I Hate About You

1. You accuse me of being a workaholic while you go off working during weekends.
2. You are more fussy about your hair than I am with mine.
3. You get upset when I pay for the meal.

The Ride of your Life

Riding the train to work one day got me thinking, life is like a train. Well, a train that keeps on going and no turning back. A one-way train perhaps? Haha..

• If you miss a station, then that's it.
• At each station, people come in or go out.
• To reach a particular station, you have several routes to choose from.
• Each station has different scenery or environment.
• The speed is constant.

How it mirrors life:

• Missed opportunities and chances.
• You meet new people and you say goodbye to some at various stages of your life.
• To achieve your goals, usually there are more than one way to do it. (Even if you have yet found your options at the moment)
• At each stages of your life, your view changes. The way you look at things is different.
• Time passes no matter what.

Hmm.. What do you think?

I'm back?

Wow. It's been 4 years since I've wrote something here. That long, huh? I didn't notice... Guess life takes up your focus unknowingly, and BAM! It's XX years already.

Anyway, I'm back! (I think? Haha..) Looking back at the old blog, I've changed quite a bit. Example, my old wishlist.    

• Try a Japanese buffet - Tried it. More than once. Hehe..
• More books to read - My books are now chasing up on me.
• Visit Japan - Ohaiyo.
• Get a boyfriend - Oh. This.

Hmm. The last one. Well, I guess there is no beating around the bush about this. I have to confess, I have hidden agenda of coming back to here again. I've been controlling this anger that grows whenever my idle brain strays to the memories of my ex. I guess I'm still stuck at the anger phase of a break-up. I know, I need time. But I think what I need most is, an outlet to detox my brain/memories. I need to voice all that anger out from my heart. And I thought of here.

I know no one want to hear me whine or cry or rage, I'm sorry. I'll try to keep it light and short, hopefully. I'm not trying to be an expert in moving on or in love. Heck, are there such people out there? I'm just trying to find back the summer that I lost when my heart was stamped on.

I think that's quite enough melodrama for the day. Haha.. Til the next post, keep your chin up and smile!

By the way, this is the 100th post published. Maybe I should celebrate with a chocolate bar or something. Hahaha..

P.S. Here is a screenshot of the old blog in case you have forgotten how it looks like. Hehe..