Its funny, how I used to enjoy doing things alone. Travelling alone, eating meals alone, watching movies alone, singing k alone. If given a choice right now, I would probably still enjoy doing all these alone anyway. And I thought it would have stayed that way for a long long time.
But really, it just hits you at the time you least expect it, with a person that you least expect it to be. Heck, I wasn't even expecting meeting anyone that would change my life. But 1 trip became 2, and 1 movie became 2. and 1 person, became 2 (hopefully).
才明白天要我等待一個人到來變成我唯一色彩
Maybe, she's the one, that will change my life? For once, in a very long time, I really really hope she's the one. The last time I had this feeling, well, it didn't really end well. So let's see where this brings me (us).
For once, I really enjoyed having someone to do all these things together. A laughter that's addictive, a smile that brightens up my day.
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
Monday, July 06, 2015
9pm, 2015, July, 6th.
Woke up from a very deep sleep, and just felt the need to blog.
Yeap, its that kind of feeling again. How do you describe it? Emptiness?
Its the feeling that I get whenever I'm back from travelling. There's nothing here for me. There's nothing at all. Not Singapore, not hong kong, not anywhere. Maybe its the wanderlust working against me. I can only feel a sense of excitement when I'm travelling, and seeing new things.
This monotonous life is killing me, slowly, little by little. Even if I try to hide from the fact that it is, deep down I know its something I can't run away from. Its a void, that's just getting bigger and bigger as the days go by.
Where and when does one exactly find happiness? And how do I define happiness?
Some things felt so close to being happiness but somehow it just feels that I've not done enough to grab hold of it. Too many times, I was afraid of losing something, but I end up losing it anyway because of this fear of losing.
The need to say something, to let it be known. I just can't bring myself to say those words out, even though she's right there in front of me. I couldn't. And before you know it, she's gone.
I always say I don't regret anything, but somehow, this time round, for the first time, I'm regretting it.
Woke up from a very deep sleep, and just felt the need to blog.
Yeap, its that kind of feeling again. How do you describe it? Emptiness?
Its the feeling that I get whenever I'm back from travelling. There's nothing here for me. There's nothing at all. Not Singapore, not hong kong, not anywhere. Maybe its the wanderlust working against me. I can only feel a sense of excitement when I'm travelling, and seeing new things.
This monotonous life is killing me, slowly, little by little. Even if I try to hide from the fact that it is, deep down I know its something I can't run away from. Its a void, that's just getting bigger and bigger as the days go by.
Where and when does one exactly find happiness? And how do I define happiness?
Some things felt so close to being happiness but somehow it just feels that I've not done enough to grab hold of it. Too many times, I was afraid of losing something, but I end up losing it anyway because of this fear of losing.
The need to say something, to let it be known. I just can't bring myself to say those words out, even though she's right there in front of me. I couldn't. And before you know it, she's gone.
I always say I don't regret anything, but somehow, this time round, for the first time, I'm regretting it.
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