The feeling of hearing a piece of news that happened to someone you don't know and to someone whom you are close with is totally different. The impact is different. However, it taught me not to take things for granted - i know i should have knew that long time back but, sometimes you wouldn't treat it seriously because things were going smoothly. My job, things i own, everything that i'm enjoying now.

Ha, my only post for the month of Feb, not that i'm posting it on purpose. Just have to put this thought here. Somehow i'd lost the ability to type, the crappiness, the energy that i used to have, all gone.

How time flies, when people are moving on forward, i am moving back. Retreating into the life i used to have, which is of course, gone. The times when everyone were close with each other, the carefree life, life where you were not burden with the need to survive, where life is simpler, less fast paced... Unable to move back, i can only dream of it.

Time wait for no man, how true is that? Just by simply doing nothing, you'll still find yourself back in bed in a blink of eye, resting for the next day even when you felt that you'd just woke up not long.

i'm a dreamer.