Priorities in Life.

What are your priorities in life? What's more important? What doesn't matter?

Sometimes you're clear and grounded of your priorities, what comes before and what comes after.

Sometimes you're sure of yourself of what matters more.

Other times, you know clearly the priorities but find yourself doing other things.

And I hate this kinda things, knowing but not being, wanting but not able to.

Sometimes how I wish I'm not obligated.

Growing Wings and Fly.

The only thing you need to find your way out is to have some guts in deciding on a path. Staying put leads you nowhere, unless after long enough a time you grow wings and fly.

Juggling.

The trick to juggling balls is to focus on what's in the air.

And the key word is focus.

The New World Order.

We are all tormented souls trapped in a disheveled container - each struggling to play our part in this great cosmic universe. When worlds collide and there are casualties, we can only hope that a new (and hopefully better) world order will be formed as wounds heal and broken bonds amended.

Everything will be better in time, and this will only be for the deserving ones who are hopeful.

No title.

sometimes it feels like the world's collapsing down on you. you think of the time when you smiled from the heart, and then somehow it became merely the smiles on your face, and then you get frustrated because you never did figure out the reasons, nor do you have answers to the questions.

you should know that my grandma's officially diagnosed with cancer, and in midst of shuffling in and out of the hospital for her tests, work is more than difficult.

my grandma brought me and my sister up, the one we go to sleep with in our childhood, the one who'd cradle us in her arms and lull us to sleep. i remember her lullaby, a tune that made no sense but so familiar to the ear. she's the one who brought the entire family up, and pulled everyone together. the one who'd cook up the spread on the reunion dinner table, the one who places everyone else's interests before hers. the one whom i love more than anything else.

work is exceptionally difficult for the past weeks. 3 events in 2 days, and i'm pushed beyond the breaking point. they were successful, but somehow it feels different after them all.

relationships are tough even when they are good. they may not be difficult but they are certainly not easy. family, friends and love.. there's just too much that even with time i cannot bring them all together.

the world weighs a ton, and when it's too heavy on your shoulders, what do you do?

i'm so tired from being here. this is just too real.