When one becomes too busy with everything, everything seems to glazed past. Nothing seems important. I hate it tat i am taking IMPORTANT THINGS so UNIMPORTANTLY.

I wan to stop and take check. I cant. I know i hav been missing out a lot of life. I wan to laugh like before again, i cant. I wan to find back wats important to me. My life, my friends, my cup of Starbucks coffee, but i cant. I cant even rmb the time i last sat down for coffee with a small grp of friends discussing life. i don even hav time to catch a breath and the wind just forcefully push me forward.

somethings i noe after its missed, you cant get it back. The feeling is no longer there. i know. Women's sixth sense is not there for without a purpose.

when i wan to lament, i dunno who to go to. Everyone has their own set of frustration which i don wish to add on. I can imagine myself lament.. things are so gross that i actually don feel like mentioning.. but u noe, when you don say, it jus keep gnawing ur insides..

I think my blog has become too pessimistic to read. If it is, read my older posts instead, i think they may b happier.

actually, i think my table of friends all hav this kind of feeling which has escalated this semester.. i wonder whether anyone wrote bout it? Did anyone talked about it?