Dear blog,

Dear blog,

my most loyal confidate, I'm feeling abit upset again. Was right in the middle of my work when some msn msges popped up, bearing less-than-hearty news. I am constantly threatened and challenged by my own flickering nature. I dream too much, so much so that I do not step a foot on the real ground and become overly annoyed or irritated when someone volunteers to make the step for me. grrrrrr.....whatever it is, I dont want things to turn ugly. I wld have liked to preserve them beautiful. I do not hope that misunderstanding arises due to a reckless act. It wld have crushed me.

My dignity would not allow me to beg, though I must most shamelessly admit that I wld have gladly done so if I knew the results are relishing. What folly! What stupidity! Now my only hope must become my only grave.

Now I must decide, to beat a hasty retreat, or to continue my journey, ignoring the storm.
No more ambigous statements. Haiz, but, more haste less speed. I guess you must be confused. So am I. I dont necessarily need an answer. Many times, I already know it. grrr...I do need more quiet time thinking tho, which naturally means, more blogging. Hope thr arent any violent objections about this. =)