here

an empty place,
a familiar face,
a bitter aftertaste,
none's a waste.

too close too near,
now i see clear,
memories kept,
sorrows i wept.

wounded scars,
healed by far,
coloured past,
passed too fast.

back on ground,
settle down,
thoughts and frowns,
i won't drown.

saved by a Saviour,
i'll always remember.

:)

Be still and know that I am God (Palsms).

Of late, it feels as though my need to fill this space is gradually dimishing. No longer have I got the urge to dump my thoughts nor empty my emotions here and so have I lost my flair of writing (not that I ever had).

As much as I treasure all that I have written thoughout the years, I ponder on the prospect of burying this journal.

I suppose I will take the lack of "conversations" as a good thing as I am truly convinced that I write best when I am depressed.

Perhaps the time is nearing for me to move on and I have a feeling it will be very soon.

:) Praise God

f!

Dented a brand new dish washer while moving it. Life's just that great for me at the moment.

Still jobless.

hate taxi drivers.

Woke up to find the driver's side door and front guard dented in pretty badly, smeared with yellow paint.

Go figure.

On the bright side, I am still unemployed (despite applying for jobs for a month) and my former work still owes me 13k or thereabouts. Sacasm intended.

double whammy

depressing, so utterly depressing!

Psalms

So I've quit the job and I've been on my "extended" break ever since.
God tells me to be patient. "Be still and know that He is God" he says.

I hope it'll be soon (I'm trying really hard to be patient).

I HATE DESIGN

The Friday of the following week will be my last day at the office. I can't wait for that. As much as my boss is the best I've ever worked with, the nature of the job itself has taken a toll on me. I despise architecture to the guts. I have come to strongly believe that design is over rated and designers are in essence, delusional.

The office owes me a total of about $15000. Never did I ever doubt that they will pay me, but when and if they can, worries me day by day.

I have a distinctive dislike working with my colleague, which I had mentioned quite a few times here. I have some serious issues with people exerting authority on me when I don't have the required amount of respect for them, from people who thinks that they ought to because they know better, when as a matter of fact, I know they don't.

It is truly time for me to move on, to delve in stuff which I like. Perhaps even in.... architecture, the profitable sort ran as a business and couldn't care less about design.

Freaking architects.