-=[the edge]=-

Sunday, May 15, 2005

sitting here.
thinking back

i woke up early today morning (sunday) and just sat up thinking about everything that had happened in the past one week.

different words from different people.
different promises said but unkept.
an urgent half screwed up project laid on my lap.
papers around the corner (in which i haf no mood to sit for)
arguements. confrontations. tears.

Honestly, in view of what happened in the past week, i thought that this week should be better.
i thought i could just look on the bright side and finish this week with a smile.
i thought that i will have some encouragement this week that can spur me on for awhile.
i thought that life can never get worse. But I was wrong.

Things happened every single day. Imagine from morning, the first few events that set your mood for the whole day, is bad. Lousy. Gloomy. Making me feel as if i suck. I cant help but having the image in my mind throughout the day.

When i went out of the house, the first few people i see, quarreled. Lied. argued.

I thought that i could be happy.

Where has my joy gone?

And why? when i am in the down-nest of down, this kind of things happen to bring me plunging further downwards.

i only wish it would end.

brian wrote his thoughts 8:02 AM