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it's amazing how the malay language can so accurately encapsulate one's situation or predicament...

so here i am at a crossroad of sorts in my life and really, when i look at the two paths that i'm to choose from, is one really any different from the other?

maybe at some point, we had both lied and made ourselves out to be who we're not. not actually... not deep inside, where it really counts. i guess it's understandable. at the initial point we're so eager to have so much in common that we'd stretch the truth by a mile or two. but you know at some point i'd like to believe that this is it. that i've striked jackpot and i have really found the one that's meant for me. that we really talk the same talk and walk the same walk.

so we don't. that's cool, i guess. i don't know. life is, afterall, a series of anti-climaxes.

would have really appreciated a heads-up, that's all...

these reality bites are really beginning to take a toll on me. and the bruises they leave behind ain't pretty.