Riding Through it All ...

Sigh...I was browsing through some of my friends' profiles on Facebook, and suddenly it struck me that I had missed out on so many things. And I felt so out of touch with them. Or maybe I was, and I still am. Was it me who made no effort to stay in touch or was it the other way round? Was it my nature? Maybe it was, and I wish people could understand that. Really do!!! I secretly admire people who are born with a flair for simply talking. And I wish I could talk as much. I think a lot about this and that before I spit out a word. Maybe I think too much. And maybe when i think too much, people do not like it. They prefer someone talking out loud. Guess that explains why I have never been the popular one. And it's probably quite depressing to hang out with me.

This is definitely a moment to remember. Fun and intimate!

Say hello to our Big Boss, Paul, the rider ( not the ghost rider) That was my treat, guys!lolz... Nice pose. Too bad Thy looked a bit out of place with his sad expression! We are not comparing the skin colour, FY! I love this post! Venue? Hour's car lolz.. Newly-recruited delivery boys and girls! Nice pose!!! it was me asking them to pose that way:-D The red couple I am the king!!!! KTV session!!! felt like an outcast wearing a gown of a different colour Thy and Paul Oh man! I can barely see my face! This cameraman is not so skilled at all! happy the second graduation!!!

I felt the continuous vibration of the phone. I reached deep into my pocket, and then withdrew the phone. Before I could press the YES button, the phone became lifeless again. One missed call. I pressed the YES button, and the number of the caller appeared on the screen. The phone suddenly sprang into life again vibrating so hard it almost slipped loose of my grip. Without pausing to think who the caller might be, I pressed the YES button. I waited. And waited. And waited... Finally the voice came on the phone. A sweet feminine voice. Quite familiar. At first I came to the hypothesis that it was one of my students calling. But it was immediately rejected when she asked me in a friendly manner, "What are you doing? Am I disturbing you at this hour?" I froze racking my brain to figure out who this mysterious caller might be. "No, not really. Er...May I know who this is?" Quite naturally, I expected her to reveal her identity, but I was taken aback by her answer. &qu

The clock in this room has just struck 6. These days at this hour the sky still remains a long stretch of silver with some dark patches of clouds. As i am typing this entry, I could feel the light touch of the wind that is wafting in and out of this room. The soft music gives another helping hand to set just the right mood for blog writing. Despite the fact that the seat i am perching on is anything but a comfortable cushion, I am satisfied with the facilities and services and the atmosphere this place has got to offer. It would be a whole lot more dramatic, though, if i could hear the falling raindrops slashing against the window pane right now! Too bad that the dark clouds these days dispel into smaller colorless particles after just some hours. I love rain. I love how it can magically make one who is on the verge of breaking down feel rejuvenated all of a sudden. I want all the uncertainties and the anxieties and those tiny little bad things that are weighing me down to be washed aw

So finally! This blog is open to the invited readers only. At least it gives me some privacy. There are times when I feel like writing a lot about intimate stuff but have never had the guts to, for fear of unwanted comments from unwanted readers out there. Now that I have restricted the general public from viewing my blog, I can write about most, if not all, of things that I wish to write about. I remember being shocked by the unannounced appearance of this student from IFL. Of course I cannot afford to take any more risks. But then if I still feel uncomfortable with this small throng of invited readers, I might even restrict everyone, I think! Anyway let's just wait and see!