I am given choices to everything that I do.

At the end, I think I wasn't being given a choice at all.

Why is it life is unfair and yet You are fair.

Maybe because of what I faced, I think I need You but yet I don't want You.

Why those disbelieving thoughts?

Did I believe because I was made to believe or I made myself believe.

Now the question is...

Will I walk away?

Discovering me.

Finding every small bits that hurt me.

Finding what makes me, me.

Finding why I respond to things the way I do.

Finding what I believe ... are all true.

Finding You.

I wonder whether did I hold on to the right one.

I feel like I'd been conned into this business.

Are all these... true?

I banged a cone with my car.

I called my mobile phone with the office phone.

I ate at Uncle Misai while it was heavily pouring. Yes, sat under the big umbrella and had Uncle Misai's helper to walk me to my car.

I had ex-colleague that thought I work in the fashion industry. Padahal I am the most not fashionable person.