Running

You are running away... No one attempts to catch you, they just talk about you behind your back and try to survive. When your shit hits the fan, you are safely hiding somewhere while the rest hit by it clear up the mess and try to freshen up the room.

I hope you feel happy about it. Maybe you feel guilty but guess what? I don't think so..

You are so elusive, i think i should buy the lottery when i finally get the chance to have a proper conversation with you especially when you keep saying we should talk soon..

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It's been a long time since my last entry. Still trying to keep up with things, the learning doesn't stop. Someone asked me the other day, " your training still going on ah?" Yup, it is, it is like a degree programme.. Lots of modules and some of the modules are hidden, you have to make mistakes before they surface and teach you the right things...

I know i sometimes contradict myself, i told you we will strive together to be Pinky and the Brain, but the very next day, i "su-ku" to you. Haha... maybe retail therapy really works. I should do it more often, after all i am always getting stuff for other people but i seldom reward myself.... Haha...Weird...

Anyway my exams are comin... *Fainting*... Hopefully i can pass or just scrape through... The competitor and perfectionist in me is warning me that i will be greatly disappointed if i fall short of my own expectations even though i won't admit to anyone, not even myself.

*Fingers crossed*