Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

Blogging @ Wee Hours

This is my first blog at wee hours, I am sure that there are more to come now that my broadband is up, though not doing too well yet. Am trying to work things out a bit here and there, to get the settings all done up nicely.

***music on speakers: Born To Try - Delta Goodrem***

Had a brief chat over the msn messenger with a friend of mine who is in Oz right now, studying for his degree. Missed him, missed his hilarious antics, his boor actions, his silly critics, his seriousness (which friends around us don't get the priviledge to see). He has been a great confidante to me, yes even all the way from Down Under. Met up with him when I was there on a holiday during winter. It is really nice and heart-warming to see your fellow countryman in a foreign land that I almost wanted bear-hug him *hugz* but we almost always end up in inane squabblings. Ha.

On most days, he is always in that happy-go-lucky mode but in fact, he had thousand things hidden under that outer hard-as-a-coconut-husk exterior. But he is a gentle giant at heart. Being the only son and only grandchild (as in the only male descendent), he has great responsibilties to carry on the family line. Yes, I can say he comes from quite a traditional family where values and teachings are being emplaced right from the beginning and intstil in them since childhood days. Poor boy, heavy-laden where no one seeks to understand.

Strong as he seems to be, taking things in his stride. Brudder, way to go man!! But gotta cut down on those ciggies, yeah? Doubt you'll even get to read this blog, that is if I sent you the website.