i really cannot understand why the 3 words 'I don't know' can lead to a disastrous sunday morning. it's getting harder to communicate these days, and im really tired from all these. makes me feel like sleeping my sundays away.

im not that heartless and cold. or am i?

seriously, nothing in life is really working out. except for the career that im embarking on, to a slight extent. still, the assignments seem never-ending and this whole journey seems very long. i kinda think that im quite a complete failure in life.

couldn't i keep the wall around me to protect myself from hurt?

i think maybe it's time to shed the bricks off me. perhaps, life might not be that bad naked.