u know.. when times u R at home alone...
1 starts to think alot..
every week just flys past in a blink...
i suddenly feel like time is really slipping away thru my fingers...
like i haven really done anything significant and the days just passed like that...
the cliche: we shld treasure those around us... those dear to us...
am i being treasured?
so how does being treasured feel like?
am i making any impact in anybody's life?
how does ppl look at me?
yes i do care about all those, & i guess alot of us do...
just that not every1 acknowledges that fact that we actually do care alot...
can any1 really say they dun care how ppl look @ them?
so if i'm not doing enuf, what more can i do?
how can i grab time?
& yes i fear loneliness..
maybe cux all my life i grew up alone in the hse...
yes i do get the love from my parents..
but still..
having some1 close to u whom u can tok to abt anything in the world and knows ur evey thought is sth i'll always want most...

*i dunno y i put the pic of the tiffany notes ring, maybe the scripting on the ring implies this wordy entry