Things didn't go well, and I got uncertain about myself. I thought I knew what I needed to know, or so I thought. My confidence level hit the minimum immediately. But I thought I could cope with that. And I guess I was wrong. Obnoxious. It wasn't a nice feeling, up till now. As my fingers go on pressurising force on the buttons under them, there're many (unnecessary) worries running through my mind. I-am-being-paranoid-here. And I totally abhor this side of me. When will I change?

I don't know since when I'd become a permanent bond full-time juggler, and I am trying my exceptionally best not to break any fragile glasses everyone's throwing for me to juggle. After many years of training, I have to declare that I am still not able to get hold the gist of juggling things well. I came to realise, I'm actually quite oblivious to my surroundings/ environment, causing me to neglect important people and things in my life. Oh come on, I need to prioritise! Time management, where are you?

Enlighten me, somebody? :)

The heart has reasons that reason cannot know.