Dear H4t31 and others readers,

First of all, I would like to thank Yik Kiat on her previous entry on this H4T31 blog title" My feeling". Thank you.

And for this, I now writing about my current situation..though many things happended and i do feel like sharing but for now, time is the essence that all i had..this might be a short post..


********** Brief Sentences **************

It had happened from a feeling, though feel so sad now when I just taken aback today, I was strucked to reality somehow..realizing It just cannot be and I just sadden today when Fawendy come and analysed my dillemma..so frank and so much direct that sentences had come out, and there i was sitting on my chair, numbed for a while..I just can't bear it but its the truth. I guessed i just throw myself on that situation though i didn't analyse it just like what my second mentor reminded me few months ago. She said that don't just jump into the river when you don't know anything, analyse first..Indeed, my feeling had took control and i just dwell without much thought..so now, I'm in vain..



********* Recalling *********

i just checked my email and i browsed all the email that once upon a time i sent to my friend, a friend from H4T32, after reading what i written to him in that email..

I had discovered somehow things had changed..and i try to evaluate those days when i written that message and now..Its diffrent now..really, though i didn't see what coming, but after reding that email, I know that i had lost..lost that part, the very part the set myself i presumed..


*****Written Today In My Diary*****

I've realized now, that no matter how much significant a matter I've made for others or to involved, it seems that I'm just passing in their life. And thus, through many events that followed, people that come along and walk away...everything seems permanentless had been the nature of all human life and perhaps throughout the history of man, forgotten things were lost through the endless passing time and those shared the closest may or might preserved in ones history of life.. I ponder and try to generalized now..the effect of the things i try to installed or immerse myself into theirs, a barrier often come along shielding it..I thus, can only touch the barrier but never penetrate.. I thus, can only watch but never hold.. I thus can only feel but never made an action...
All i know is that i just passing through. Though I'm not complaining, I just sadden by this phenomena... How utterly I am to be hurt by such events that I myself would never think of...
Now i feel it, perhaps i might wrest it away...