Fly Away.

After all that 'commotion', I'm here, once again.

Yes, it's my fault, everything is my fault, everything including those that's their fault are also my fault. They ditched me, so I ditched being scared. Talking things out might not be the best way out, people. Oh ya, being not-as-vocal-or-outspoken-as-them is also bad. No one is asking them to understand what I am thinking totally. It's just that when I don't speak, it doesn't mean I'm pissed everytime. Oh, come on, everyone has their quiet, little time to themselves randomly. I'm not the same, so I must be leave.

Okay, enough about that. Term break was right after the let-me-try-talk-things-out-with-them and it is ending in around 2 hours? Noooooooooo! I wasted my holidays, once again. Well, not really, I guess.

Yey, I went over the borders to Malaysia for a day of shopping!
Yey, I bought a cheap top there!
Yey, I bought chewing gums and bubble gums!
Yey, we bought shows!
Yey, we ate cheap and good food!
Yey, I went Christmas shopping with my sister back in Singapore!
Yey, I bought another top!
Yey, we managed to buy the presents!
Yey, I watched Madagascar 2, but not in the movies!
Yey, I didn't go for secret santa and things got even worse!
Yey, Christmas party with my secondary school friends was good!
Yey, Christmas lunch with my family was good!
Yey, I bought a pair of sandals and a pair of slippers!
Yey, I managed to download The Devil Wears Prada ebook from online!
Yey, I rid my laptop of a small virus!
Boo, school is starting!

The Hours.

"Did something happen?" That simple question was enough to let my precious friend tear.

Life is a funny thing, maybe God was joking when He suggested ending life with something called 'death', and someone up there took it seriously. Thats why everyone ends up dying. Or maybe it is like the movie, Accuracy of Death (aka Sweet Rain), people die after fulfilling their purpose.

What about those people who committed sucide then? Did they have a purpose? Did they fulfill their purpose before dying? No one knows, for sure. There is a choice of life or death for everyone, that sounds fair. What about illness? Is that fair?

The Hours, another movie by Meryl Streep in the past few years. I love that lady. In that movie, which I understood but then again did not understand, talks about life and death. One chose death, hoping to bring happiness and freedom to others, another chose to live, for herself and brought sadness and disappointment to others.

No matter which road people take, we'll all end up in the same place at the end. I believe that there will be people there discussing about their lifetime achievements to others, and some sit at a corner regretting about things that they did not do.

Right now, there is another choice to make. To regret or not.