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so she says;






on a wednesday..
Wednesday, October 30, 2013

time flies.. it's the last quarter of the year.

is it me or i just felt that i have wasted a solid year?

as i grow older, it seems harder to bounce back. i take everything so personally and so hard on myself.

i was dealing with the first two quarters rather well, finally put a stop to the two year old drama after my trip to HK.

cleaned myself up, get back to the scene and enjoying every moment of my life.. 

people come, people go.. 

straightening out the thoughts.. 

took two more trips, to HK and Seoul.

that's when i realized moving to DC is not a wise choice. 

i guess that's when things start to go downhill. i have no plan B. i have yet to figure out my life.

i was... lost.

spend the later part of july planning for my 25th bash, blowing my cake with people who matters least when the clock strikes but i appreciate the thoughts being put together. i had a cake with candles.

and i closed my eyes, made a wish and blew the candles...


@6:50 PM