Really, the sun should have gone down long ago.

Nothing has been going on rather fine, as-a-matter-of-factly.

1. Birthday celebration crashed.
2. Many incidents on the recent Friday the Thirteen.
3. FYP not progressing fast enough.

I think I sound depressing enough, as what this blog has always been eluding; the ever-familiar sense of melancholy from the writer.

Why ah?

I guess there are way too many contributing factors.

I never know, words from a person of the same sex can make a guy tear. As always, there is a first time to everything.

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我有一个不能说的秘密。

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More often than not, we fall. Just like what I have learnt in class today, this phrase; inherently fallible.

Yes, I guess I am inherently fallible as well. It is a multitude of events colourful and all, but sometimes we ought to take things (in every sense of the word) with a pinch of salt. Having spoken to many people from the mundanities of life to personal outlooks of their futures, I see contrasting details in perspectives. Being me, psycho-analysing situations has always been a way of life for me (if I want to).

And trust me, don't read too much sometimes. Reading minds can, sometimes, be bad for the mind. Well, for me, it is most of the time.

Aiyah, I say the same old sh*t all the time. Damn it.