Understood.

Some things just refuse to go according to plan. What started out as an act of good will, spiral out into what might seem as an act of desperation, which then led to embarrassment and now I'm stuck with 5 packs of instant noodles in my bag-pack. That wasn't a metaphor. I actually have 5 packs of instant noodles in my.... never mind.

I will go sit in a corner now. #awkward #embarrassed #facepalm

~ at least i bought my grass jelly drink ~

Jealous

Have you ever felt like slapping someone? Across the face? With your foot? 

Yeah... not the best feeling to have.

God I surrender my bitterness and insecurities to you. Amen~

On a sweeter note, Kimbra was fun!

More pictures here. 

~ 2 more weeks! ~

Paradise Falls

Cookie jar turned savings account. 

For the longest time, I've been trying to convince myself to save but to no valid. And with my recent investments, coupled together with my *ahem* happeningsociallifestyle (yes mum, I have friends), I am finally convinced to do the responsible thing of stewarding my finances. 

I was also inspired after watching the scene from UP, where Carl and Ellie were saving for a trip to Paradise Falls. What's beautiful about it is that they weren't just saving for a trip but they were saving for something bigger -  a dream, an adventure; and that's something I'm willing to save for. 

At this point in time, they're A LOT of things I would want to save for. A house, a car, a wedding, new toys, a vacation and did I mention, a wedding. (Better to save earlier than later yea?) But what ever this savings end up being used for, only time will tell. I'm not too worried about it, cause I'm sure it'll be worth it.

So what is your Paradise Falls? What are you willing to invest your money into?


~ gotta love those 9 minutes from UP ~

Struggle

It would have been easier if I've just given up. 

No more fighting. 

No more striving. 

No more disappointments. 

No more heartaches. 

Yet, I am compel to move forward. To keep taking that extra step forward. To keep holding that chin up high. What compels me to do so? Faith? Hope? Love? Pride? Dissatisfaction? Anger? Maybe it's a bit of everything. There are days where I feel so helpless, angry, frustrated and yet, there are days where I see - a silver lining. 

So here I am, in conflict, swaying between,

"Stuff it! I had enough" and "I can do this! Almost there."

It's... a difficult process. One that I wish I didn't care about. But I do care. That's why there's a struggle. Is it really worth it going through all of this? As I sit here and ponder, time moves forward, relentlessly leaving behind those who can't keep up. Damn. I can't keep up.

~ one day at a time ~