Life Painted in Red. Act III

Today, the third semester opens its doors. Full of surprises. Drama. Tragedy. Some of us started with a blast, like me and my housemate, Am, we were supporting Italy during the quarter final match against The Three Lions, and Italy have won with so much style and it was glorious! Some, decided to start the semester with a different twist of fate, like missing their bus, or missing their luggage in the bus haha. Well, whatever happens, it added sparks to the start of a new chapter :)

Expecting to much is not good right? Somehow, deep inside, I think a part of me is tearing apart, and I don't even know, why, or what for. Have you ever feel that sudden seriously sharp pain somewhere between your heart and your stomach, and it causes you to have difficulties in breathing? Kinda like someone take a really fine, long needle and drive it slowly right through your body, again and again :S Maybe it is because of the weather kot, ye lah jerebu teruk kan(ayat sedapkan hati). Nan demo nai yo! Just play along until the time comes for me to make a move :)

Let's play a passive character shall we? Simply follow the flow, attract less attention(in the bad way), and try not to expect anything. Expecting something always comes with a terrible backfire. I'll say, let's take a new pace, like never I took before, something I tried every now and then but never stick to it for long. This is a great opportunity :)

Lastly, here are some questions that I have to apologize to those who asked because I lied

Are you okay?
Still feeling sick?
Want me to come over?
Are you lying to me?
Are you asleep?
Did you cry?

Is it the end? A new start? A re-run? A paradox? A fluke? An accident? A promo? I'm just a blogger.

You may come again if you can spare your time. Thank you.