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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

was abt to ready for bedtime when i had the urge to revisit this long forsaken place. looking at the dashboard, i realised tt the last time i blogged was a good 2 3 mths ago?

the usual suspects such as time, work and what nots come up, and when i'm not meeting up with friends, i'll be working late in the office. no complains though, as this is the kind of life i yearn, just tt sometimes i can't help but feel the breakup then had truly been a blessing in disguise.

no doubt i've been spending way too many hours in the office, but i think the main reason i haven't really been blogging is the ability of twitter to update every event and emotion instantaneously tt we no longer have to write a story to share our lives. and honestly, blogging on a phone is kind of a chore, on top of the fact tt we all dun use our coms as much as we use to pre-smartphone era.


recently a spate of events took place too, and new stories are heard. sometimes i hear these stories and i wonder, the problematic gambler/abusive husband/estranged spouse was a loving bf too a long time ago and once upon a time, there was a time where marrying the man was the happiest day of your life.

then something changed. and everything changed. then that person you so happily married wasn't the same person anymore.

or maybe, you and i will be a different person then?

or mayb no one changes but one party suddenly departs?

but we'll nv noe will we?
only time will tell. will it be too late then?
we'll nv noe.

pessimistic. i noe.
but after all these, i wonder if i will still wanna get married in the future?

afterall, we pick and choose but at the end of the day, no one really noes what will happen at the end of the day until that day really comes?


12:06 AM