A week more to my birthday.

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I swear I could FLY!!!
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Bonjour Everyone! It's been awhile!

I've been very busy with studies, family, chores, work, extra projects and all that I hadn't had time to update anything!

Well when I found this out, I wanted to share this to you and wanted to know if you would feel the same way. I have been having my English Literature lessons and learned this, which you are about to read; it's all about Life and people who are just characters of a play.

How the days stretched out – each one the same as the one before, and they would continue to do so, tediously, until the end of history. And every day we have lived has been the last day of some other fool’s life, each day a dot of candle-light showing him the way to his death- bed. Blow the short candle out: life was no more than a walking shadow – a poor actor – who goes through all the emotions in one hour on the stage and then bows out. It was a story told by an idiot, full of noise and passion, but meaningless.

A meaning I found out from a famous quote whom Shakespeare mentioned in both As You like it and Macbeth. It has a sorrow sound to it but some times if you stop to think, is that not what we do everyday? Whether we are showing our real identities or not, or even smart and intelligent or not, is that what we probably are?

Life gets you by punching you in the chest.

I had to listen to Naive by The Kooks.

For so long I haven't heard it. It surprises you that one particular song can fill you with such emotion from the past. Emotion you wish you would not have to feel yet you don't mind.

For so long I haven't felt sad as this. I've been fine on my own. I've been doing what I can to provide myself with the right things for the near future.

Protecting myself.

Yet I still feel punched right in my chest. I can't figure what's wrong with me. I do hope some fulfillment will arrive to bring me joy again. To make me feel gay once again. To make me smile again.

Again.