a cool wet night, cuppa hot tea and colby caillat on play sure works for a stay-in saturday night.

i feel like life's passing by steadily, as if understanding the need for me to catch up with it. so that i'd be able take in everything as it happens, and appreciate every bit of it. i got to say, the recent change of routine has been a much-needed one. the past months were made up of nothing except endless bitter (sometimes totally unnecessary) arguments which truly takes root out of my nasty temper as much as i hate to admit it, i couldn't stand myself. heck, i was the last person i wanted to be.

anyhow.. mr reality says there's no such thing as turning back time, so i'd have to make it up with all who had kindly put up with me in time to come. being employed, for a start, makes it a little easier as i'll be having enough moolahs to actually go out without having the worry of running dry. and of course.. there's those uber important august birthday(s). khe.

i think i'm coming round. and it feels good..