a little pat on the shoulder. . .

when running is the best mode of walking, when a meal concludes the whole three major meals, when multitasking is the only way to settle things and when me time is strip away slowly. this is when my life haf come to a point of no turning back and thus looking forward is the only best solution i could ever be satisfied with.

& starting from February onwards i'll be adding up the cramp life drama and sign up on a new commitment. and you’ll definitely be reading my whines, my stories of burning the midnight oils, my twisting brain drain, my sore eyes due to reading thousands of words and etc etc. { i'm sure you can guess what already right? :) } am i happy? i am over the moon, you haf no idea. but can i really cope with it? i am not really sure yet, well, hopefully i can.

i can’t wait for it to start and finish though, but, of course, at the same time, I am so scared! It’s like I am nearing the finishing line but, to get to the finish line is not as easy as it may seem. though, I somehow can say I haf all the motivations and supports needed but deep down inside of me, i am so nervous, i wish i am transparent so that everyone can really see it.

well, hopefully i can really do it, as i've been waiting for ages just to get my proposal done & approved and being told “your offer letter is ready!”. giving up nor quitting now is definitely not a good move.