fickle minds

How much courage does it take for someone to let themselves get hurt? Enough to freak most people out.

knowing my own capabilities, there is no way that I can’t confess to someone. under ANY circumstances. but what are the consequences of my actions? withdrawal? awkwardness? disbelief? betrayal? argh, too many other things to consider in this case.

as i wont be getting married anytime soon, all i have now is time. how i use it is a different matter altogether.

being constantly in a state of knowing-it-all, sometimes i myself need help from others.

not knowing what i hinted, life simply goes on. people come and go and so does your feelings. the worst thing that could happen now is not realising what matters in your life. but surely you do.

on top of the world all the time, the first fall will definitely be the hardest to forget.

you always tell me that i’m capable of everything, believing that i can achieve whatever that is set forth to me. trusting you and your seemingly sincere words, there is no reason why i shouldn’t believe it the same. you are the one who presents surprises as if they were an everyday task. you never stopped pushing yourself beyond your limit, hoping to fall among the stars while reaching for the sky…

determination and diligence are what i believe you possess, to be the best no matter what it takes.

all it takes is just a smile.

wow..very soon i will be back in Vancouver. I didnt expect time to fly THIS fast,i’m already starting to feel the dreadful day drawing closer and closer..bleh…

meeting up with my friends was indeed the best medicine for me during my break here, although in the beginning i was rather withdrawn from the whole social network. my friends always made me feel good in the way that they remind me who i really am. it’s true about the whole self-image thing that i’ve learned in Van where our friends or families are known to form our perceptions of ourselves. ironically true there.

recently been feeling very loved and appreciated