too dramatc a past and too much time makes me stay up super late despite having a meeting in the morning. and the worst possible thing i could waste my precious bed time on is to dwell on the past.

looking back at the mess, putting pieces back together and finally seeing what the entire picture looked like, makes me feel that i was so conceited. conceited beyond comprehension. wasted my time away, and the price i paid was incredible. im sure many dudes and dudettes out there will reprimand me for dwelling on my past again.. but whats done cannot be undone. i have that crappy a past.

as i move forward on the timeline, history displays itself like a movie in my mind's eye. i watch the plot build up, the conflict develop and eventually unfold. and now in the conclusion is where i stand. everything should have a happy ending - is what i would like to think. but sometimes another question would appeal to me: where exactly does it end? and based on that, does it mean it will end when it's happy? i really do hope for everything to be well and happy in the end. until the matter is cleared, i believe i will always be plague - by my guilt, my envy, my wrath, and lastly, my pride.

well its time for my power nap, or i wont survive the meeting.
Waihong, out.

i yearn for the strength to condone.
i pray for the will to perservere.
i desire the end of matters.
i wish for clear skies ahead.