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Its about 10 minutes to 5 in the afternoon. I can hear the clock ticking, exactly the way a clock should sounds like when it ticks. A lot slower than the White Rabbit's clock in Alice in Wonderland, a little faster than my footsteps as I walk to the kitchen to get a glass of water. If I shut my eyes tight, and listen to the sound very very attentively, I could almost make believe that there is a bomb planted somewhere near and I'm doomed to explosion in 2.7 minutes.  Time is life, life is time. Why does the clock seem to tick faster when we are having a good time and a minute can feel like forever when you are watching Twilight, I mean, when you are in pain or having a bad time? The Oath, The Promise... has been made in the name of time.  Time heals wounds, time teaches patient, time dictates success, time reveals truth, time answers mysteries, time does all, and in many situation the best we could do to deal with time is to wait.  But never, shall we for...

...and I asked, where did I go wrong?

If the mirror could complain, it'll be shouting hysterically and crash to the floor on its own accord. It'll be wondering why life has to be so torturous, that everyday... maybe tens of times per day, it has to stare into the mouth of this person and reflect a good look of the horrendous wired teeth. I have develop a habit of flashing a wide smile every time I pass by a mirror. ahaha. I had actually noticed a slight change of my front tooth. The change is almost invisible that I suppose its barely noticeable to anyone else even if you see me everyday and know me so well. However it is exciting, that I can't help but to constantly check on it. ahaha Should any of you reading this have just gotten your braces, be patient for a moment like this... as much as we always find it difficult to deal with changes, seeing your teeth move is the most exciting change of all. This shouldn't be long. My post today would only talk about the cost. I've been wanting ...

As much as the moral is concerned, that a kind heart and good demeanor are more substantial than good look, we can’t deny the fact that we are indeed living in an image conscious society. Although the perception of a person is often changed after knowing the person beyond his/her look, the first sight sometimes makes a permanent impression. So why gamble on your personality, if you had the choice not to. Beauty is great though, that it should rest in the eyes of the beholder. The shape and size of your eyes, nose, lips or even your body are beautiful just the way they are. There will always be someone who finds you beautiful or even admires and envies your eyes/nose/lips whether you realize it or not. Two things however are a real gift that you should really be grateful of are a healthy skin and well-aligned teeth.  Yesterday marked the third weeks of me wearing braces. It’s frustrating that I can’t still notice any change. Anyway, the whole process will take up about a ye...

Assuming I am at the center, within a radius of 7 meters... Two people are playing games. yeah, I know. life can be rather mundane some days. I am, as usual at my brother's.  That tiny gorgeous creature is sleeping beautifully in a modern cradle.  I've been considering about moving out of here. Wonder if life is more promising somewhere else. A home can be like a cocoon sometimes, it provides you with a security you ever asked. It is safe, but to spread your wings, you still need to get out of it. I am no butterfly though. A butter is sticky and melting, thus, it cannot fly. Sizzle a fresh salmon on a flat frying pan with a bit of salted butter and pepper. It'll send you off your feet. hey, you're flying?! I am a reckless driver. I drove up a road divider, almost got hit by an ice truck and sent a bikers off the road. It all happened in the same month. I should drive a tank. No, that's dangerous for others. Should consider taking a he...