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

A Day To Remember

29th September 2005, a day to remember. My status reduced to half a derelict (@ least I got a home). Despite, it'll be an occasion to celebrate. For my days of sufferings (in silence) shall see daylight and no longer will I be under his unwarranted and unfavourable demeanour. Derogatory remarks deemed unnecessary (but I just can't help it), closure is greatly favoured. Palsy-walsy will eventually re-surfaced as hyprocritical. Stop gawking lest you'll be sued for sexual harrassment, for it's an outrage of modesty to pass such remarks. Do respect your co-workers the same way respect is due to you. Enough is enough. Ditto.

Though the road that lies ahead will be a long and winding path (what a pessimist), lined with challenges, but I believe, is to mould me into a stronger person (now what, an optimist??).

On hindsight, a revelation revealed. Days get better, future shines brighter.

4 more days to go and counting...