Hmm.

Things seem as normal as they could be. Calm. Noiseless. Unemotional.

They are just masks.

After all, beer brings out the truth in me.

I always thought things were easy; if I could do it the first time round, the second time will definitely be easier. Sadly, I subcribe to Murphy's Law.

What can happen, will happen.

It really happened.

Hope can be dreadful sometimes. It brings out the worst in people.

“May the love hidden deep inside your heart find the love waiting in your dreams. May the laughter that you find in your tomorrow wipe away the pain you find in your yesterdays.”

Good night people.