So what do I do now?

I try harder.

With every fibre of my being I will try.

For your sake.

For both our sakes.

Its in the fog.

Now all I have to do is hold my breath,

and hope for the best.

Something you just oughta know.

...

Wake up, you fool.

Because

Because life’s too short.

 

Laus Deo Semper.

And till the next post readers,

Au Revoir

Its funny.

Its funny how standing under the rain can clear your head.

 

 

 

Ces derniers temps, j'ai été de devenir fou, en essayant de te chasser de mon esprit.

Mais plus j'y pense, tout ce que je peux vous dire est,

"Merci"

First time in a long time.

Dear blog.

This is the first time I’m writing again to you in a very, very, very long time.

I’ve been thinking lately.

About how things happen for a reason.

About how sometimes those reasons bring you close to near-desolate emptiness in your constant pursuit for the truth.

About how, in our constant pursuit of happiness, it sometimes damn near destroys us, and changes us from the essence of who we truly are as a person, and just replaces it with a bottomless void.

 

The other night, I stared down the bottom of that void, and truth be told, I really wanted to fall in and never come out again.

 

But I stopped myself.

 

Because I remembered how good it felt to see her smiling at me, how complete it made me feel.

Because I remembered how mesmerising it was to look deep into those big brown eyes of hers, only to stop myself from gazing too long, should I be entranced for all eternity.

Because I remembered I made a promise to myself not to fall into that void again.

Because I promised myself to be stronger, to be better.

Because this is not the end of the story, this is just the intermission.

 

I’ve been thinking a lot lately.

 

About how I used to think every girl was special, about how I could almost see an entire future together with them, but then in the end it would never work out. I guess it was like reading a very good storybook, and hoping the climax or ending turns out into a certain way, but instead the story just disappoints you in the end.

 

If you ever read this, I didn’t think that way about you.

I just stepped back, and let the story unfold.

And what a story its been so far.

I said I was falling for you.

I didn’t lie.

I still am.

 

And you know what’s funny?

I’m starting to think that you really are the truth I’ve been searching for this entire time, the one that will save me from ever falling into that void again.

 

I have no idea what’s going through your mind at the moment.

But whatever it is, above everything else, I pray and hope you’re happy.

 

 

 

Because its always darkest before dawn.

Patience for the Waiting.

Je vais être aussi patient comme un garçon dans l'amour ne pourrait jamais être.

 

Its going to be a long 3 months.

Bangkok. The last day. FINALLY

Its been about a month since my last post. So I might as well just get to it. I LAZY WRITE ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED IN BANGKOK ON LAST DAY SO PLS ENJOY THE PICTURES

In retrospect, I don’t really miss my hair.

     Mum nagged at me while I was snapping away – she couldn’t tell what I was doing, pointing my camera at bars.

Tasted like home.

  Had our last taste of the sweet-savour mini-apoms. I still have no idea what they’re called.

Last looks at the hotel. Won’t miss it.

Hopped in the van, slept all the way to the airport

Last looks at the airport. There’s always this nostalgic feeling I get when I go to airports, whether I’m leaving a country, watching people leave, arrive, say goodbye, etc. etc. Sometimes its worthwhile just to stop and take it all in while you still can.

Last looks at the country.

 

 

 

More to update on. =DHere’s looking at you, Thailand.   

Bangkok day 2

Its been a long time coming, but I finally got my lazy ass off the couch and my hands off the PS3 controller and updated on this post, before I lock away the pics in MA VAULT.

The day started with a pickup from the hotel, and pickups of other tourists from other hotels. It was basically pretty quiet in the van for the 1 and a half hours it took us to reach our first stop: The Floating Market. Seeing as how boring it was with everyone so quiet in the car, I took a few shots on the way.

Take one.

 

And here comes a point in time where I get so damn lazy to explain what was happening, so I’m just going to say where the photos were taken. Less reading involved =D On the way to the floating market

Reached the floating market

To sum up the floating market – cool in a floating market kinda way, water smells like shit and looks worse than it smells, would like going there again, but with someone who speaks Thai. Btw, almost everything in Thailand seems to taste good.

Elephant farm They never forget.

And I sorta forgot where I went after that. But it involved snakes and wood carvings. Even the caplang buffet food there tasted awesome. TOM YUM.

No shit.

         That’s the restaurant manager in the middle. And he’s in his early 30s. DAMN

This sauce, paired with THIS FISH. AWESOME. I have never loved fish like that so much before.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take two.

 

 

Last day, finally coming up. And I have plenty to write about.