Don’t Lie

I may not be that brave of a person to open up my heart to tell the truth but at least I don’t lie.
Many instances people dear to me lie to me. But in the end, the truth reveals itself to me. Only clouds the picture I have of you and makes me question your presence in my life.
Why must people I trust and care for lie to me? It hurts. Am I not worthy of truth or are you not worthy in my life?

Past 1600 hours

1. Sometimes it takes a different set of eyes to appreciate what is right there in front of them.

2. Some friendship and relationships aren’t meant to be for a reason.

3. Respect is not a norm.

4. Harsh words are common of late.

5. Sacrifices and effort are just bollocks.

6. Coffee conversations are always amazing.

7. I am the dude with long hair.

8. You can only have 2 out of 3. But I don’t seem to have any.

9. Happiness is temporary.

10. Tired is my middle name for now.

Inhale + Exhale

I’ve been told I shouldn’t write things on my site. Yea I suppose I shouldn’t but then again I’m not someone who is expressive. I talk a lot, but I don’t express.

My true feelings are always well kept. I am very good at playing pretend that you wouldn’t know how or what I am feeling. To make it worst, even when I am sick I don’t show it.

I used to think that showing my true feelings and sharing them with people is a sign of weakness. And it also gets me into trouble as people use it against me. But the truth is, any of you who I actually share this things would and should actually feel honoured. Cause I’m actually someone who has the highest wall of defence to shut people out.

But to some, it’s wrong to having this kind of feelings.

It makes me so confuse of how to act. When I shut it out I’m an ice queen (many have called me that). Some even said I’m staunch.



I’ve come across many personal life experience where my intuition was right. Maybe they were a gentle warning to me. Some was a good sign and some was a bad sign.

2003, a particular name was always mentioned in the conversations between my ex and I. True enough, they dated behind my back.

I remember this particular one in July 2011, I was at the happiest peak of my life. It was definitely my best and worst year. I was truly content with everything I had, it was everything and more that I could have wished for.
In that month, I noticed some odd texting between this guy I was dating and someone. I kept mum despite noticing how inappropriate the time that the SMSs were received. I felt uneasy but I’m a firm believer of trust. I thought to myself if there was something, he would tell me.

A month down the road, we had the talk. He isn’t ready and doesn’t want anything serious. Was I right to assume the coincidence? I didn’t simply because I respect the person and the future situation.

But then months down the road, there was B&W prove of how chummy things got. Perhaps it did happen behind my back when I noticed the oddness. I should have trusted my instincts.

Sometimes the better side of me tells myself, always give the benefit of the doubt to the other person. Or maybe I think highly of someone I care and respect, that I give all my trust to them.

I’ve iced up again because I’m too scared and this applies to all aspects of my life; work, family, friends and heart.