"Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest." - Matthew 11:28

if He brings us to it, He will bring us through it.

two of my worst fears have seemed to come true, on the same day.

somebody will be worried, somebody will be anxious, somebody will be troubled, somebody will be hurt; somebody will be sad, somebody will be lonely, somebody will be heart-broken, somebody will be guilty; somebody will be lost about what to do, somebody will question why, somebody will be afraid like a child, and somebody will cry because of somebody else.

as for me, i can only pray with all the faith i have, that it would be minimised for everyone.

the more i treasure life, the more i hate the way im living.

i dont want to be a workaholic, or have my hands full all the time anymore. i just want my life to slow down, so that i can spend time with those who need me, and those whom i need.

but the show just started and the reel is only going to wind faster than i can catch up.

i need eight days every week.

" I made a posie while the day ran by:
Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie
                             My life within this band.
But Time did becken to the flowers, and they
By noon most cunningly did steal away,
                             And wither'd in my hand.

My hand was next to them, and then my heart;
I took, without more thinking, in good part
                             Time's gentle admonition;
Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey,
Making my minde to smell my fatall day,
                             Yet sugring the suspicion.

Farewell, dear flowers, sweetly your time ye spent,
Fit, while ye lived, for smell or ornament,
                             And after death for cures.
I follow straight without complaints or grief,
Since if my scent be good, I care not, if
                             It be as short as yours.

-- Life by George Herbert

to live, to learn, to love (and express it) whilst we can. (:

for the past week, i've committed all three of the deadliest sins in my dictionary - gluttony, sloth and avarice.

and now that my brain has been left dormant for a month and my self-discipline has deserted me, i'm certain that i have been rendered imbecile already. ):

time to start the engine and accelerate!

sometimes, television dramas are just fairy tales in disguise - with even more vicious and relentless evil-stepmothers, abundance of poisonous apples sprouting out in an attempt to contaminate the relationship, and not to forget, an extremely faithful admirer doubling up as the fairy godmother who always gives in to the female protagonist's demands and rescues her every time, only to let the prince in the show steal all the limelight after that.

all in all, what makes these dramas so addictive and popular is not just the predictability of its 'happily-ever-after' closure, but also the absurdity and magic of how the lives of the characters unfold, making us realise that perhaps our lives may not be that different from fiction either.

in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, for in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

-- kahlil gibran

we all look forward to your return again, wupo! (:

if dramas were lethal,
i would have died, over and over, from all the overdoses.

remember my friend, happiness can be synthesized.