What does it mean by “finding oneself”? What kind of people really had the authority to say that they have “found themselves”?

It is indeed fact that I’m still having avoidance issues, and that I’m still compromising a lot also.

Therefore… I still have a long journey ahead.

Someday… I just have to say goodbye to all the words that have been guiding me through…

- spreading your wings and fly -

热血沸腾，克制自己的极限真的被考验到了。（似乎好像睡火山一样危险吧？）

手不时悬在半空中，似乎表现心中举棋不定的那份紧张？

看来自己真的无法自拔了－－就是那么喜欢无法捉摸的你。

Heartbeat racing, blood rushing throughout the body, the limits of my self control is already challenged to the max. (Seems almost as dangerous as a dormant volcano?)

My hands dangle in the air from time to time, seemed like it shows that situation of panicking on “what should my next move be?” deep down in my heart?

Looks like I have gone deep into it — just so much in love with you, someone that I can’t get hold of until now.

Physically I’m OK, but not in my top form as well.

Had a nasty headache together with dizziness yesterday (migraine?), stomach’s seemed a bit upset (probably due to large intakes of milk) and it has been a very “gassy” week (or weeks?), uncontrollable running nose during the weekends, sneezes at the morning…

Not a good sign indeed.

But in other news, I learnt my first tech para :): Bandido / DJ Zorro. Just really loved that song and I sorta searched online for a techpara for it (I would have choreographed it if I can’t anyway) and yay! 😊 It’s been fun, although it sorta different from Euro para so it does have me getting used to.

Saturday has been fun as I visited Sook Lan’s shop (Lok Lok Street), together with Hui …

It’s far less of a coincidence that I am who I am now, as I suddenly remembered: as glimpse and feelings of the past came back to me.

What I had always sought… is my own individuality.

What does it really mean to be the “last love”? It doesn’t seem to be the end of love… nor it seemed to be the time when we are settled down with someone…

- the centre of being, a constant wishing -

The anguish is that I’m needed but not important, but what does “importance” really constitute of?

I’m poor, as I’m not living in the present.

It’s not that I have given up, or that I have lost my fighting spirit partially or completely. Just a transformation of energy that is capable to manifest itself in different forms.