Ahhh, if you guys are wondering where i've disappeared to, no worries, i'm still very much alive and kicking (perhaps to some people's dismay). But i'm drowning in my own sorrows and heap loads of projects, to the extent that the mere thought of any projects makes me nauseous (maisie can relate to that eh? hurhur.)

I guess in a way this is kinda reflective of myself. When the going gets tough, i'll just slide away into oblivion. I used to think i can handle all my emotions well. But recently it seems i don't even know myself anymore. It feels like i'm an adolescent all over again, dealing with all the teenage angst and moodswings. Maybe i'm terribly lagging. Despite all these, one thing i'm quite certain is that this phase is just temporary. I hope.