Regrets

Wake up pls. wake up. Let me make you laugh like before. We'd converse, me with my broken Hokkien and you amused and trying hard to understand me but nonetheless, we would converse. wake up. pls.

Guilt stricken.

I've just visited my granny at the hospital.
I was overwhelmed with emotions and I could stop my tears from overflowing.

Work shld never have been an excuse.

I don't want to be overworked and losing precious time with my loved ones. I must free myself from this prison.

Olomouc 2008

My first with my love.
To come.

Weight on thy shoulders

It's been a long time since I felt so nervous about something. I guess when you take full responsibility upon yourself to create the best possible piece of memory for these important others, anxiety will be part and parcel of the starters' pack that included stress, stress and more stress.

I hope I won't induce any sense of uncertainty on them but I reckon they won't get to read this before boarding the flight anyways. So let me rant a little before I go.

Ok. Time to go. No regrets.