i have nothing to say these past weeks.
i found that some of my unpublished post is too shabby, some too pointless, and some too personal to be talked about.
so its just sitting in my draft as a diary that's never to be posted.
working life is as dull as it ever be.
i don't hate it entirely, but i don't love it dearly too.
it's enough to give me pain and enough to give me some laugh.
that's what makes it so dull i guess.
its just the same with a hit of change here and there.
i wonder am i reaching the plateau of my life? already?
and i'm not even a quarter of a decade old yet?
so, i'm running away to singapore soon. 2nd of June
with the hope of the world.
never been too fond of the country, but a friend promised to give me a kick of joy before going back to work on the 6th
finger-crossed for a nice weekend.
xx,
Lo
"When my reasoning scheme is bursting with terminology that sometimes I myself can’t articulate"
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