Stayed at home last Sunday. Cleaning, washing, ironing.

Started off with a nice european breakfast. Refreshing he – Serrano Ham with Melon

Finally hung up ma painting. Still can’t figured yet the feeling it emits but there is just a connection between us. Anyhow, I don’t have a name for it yet.

But it put colors to ma life.

Dunno what got into me last Thursday. Is it the beginning of ghost festival?

It was suppose to be a short team drink – 1.5 glass of champagne + 4 glasses of wine (I think).

Puked. Multiple times.

Drunk but still smiling

Crashed!

Ok, its funny. No more laughing please

Sometimes you just feel so low down in the gutter. All energy drains, all smiles left, all twinkle in the eyes lost and all colors of the world gone.

Its just one of those days.

The more you dwell, the deeper it goes down into the gutter.

And unreachable to anyone. Undecipherable.

BUT its only you and you alone could struck oneself out of it. Remember never to blame on anyone else, and not even one too close.

For me, I go back to my basics – faith and I never will succumb to that of the twisted mind.

To people around, please bear and hold on without anger, prejudices or doubts.

The happy self will return.