The connection that I missed for so long
was back tonight.
Its transience
reminded me of its rarity.
Its not meant to be present in my life,
only as something to be coveted and missed dearly
but never being able to quite get it
much as I wish to turn back time.

Just be yourself.

oh no.
not again.
fast as the strike of a lightning.
unexpected.
I'm down in this again.
A puppet
trapped in Cupid's miserable
game of love.

It was my dream,
to even clinch one internship
with a MNC.
Never did I think,
that when I have excess of them,
would I be freaked out by them.
Thomson Reuters Talent Mangement Intern,
Bloomberg HR Generalist Intern,
Mercer Surveys and Report Intern,
Virtual HR Internship.
A month ago,
I was still receiving rejection phone calls,
or worse still,
silent treatments.
I was so worried I couldn't get any,
and I wanted to give up my futile search.
Maybe I just wasn't good enough, I thought.

Now,
all of them are coming at me,
and it freaks the hell outta me -
you can't accept one without offending the other.
This is not say that our school's career office
isn't always that helpful.
It seems more concerned with its reputation
than the students' career welfare.
Sighs.

Since when did internships start raining down on me?
Since when did dreams turn into nightmare in reality?
I'm sick and tired of all this shit.

Sometimes pushy people just get on your nerves, don't they?

Wazzup with you?
Could you just calm down?
You're a bunch of nerves
and it's freaking us out.
It's recess week.
Chill

Just happy :)

"Thanks! See you when I come back! :D"

:)

You appeared in my dreams last night.
You tried saying goodbye.
But I was too busy
indulging in my own fun.
And I missed it.
Aren't dreams supposed to be a mirror of reality?
It's so warped up.
I'm so warped up.

You were the reason I gave to another.
It drew the soul out of him.
He became withdrawn and
I saw the sunshine evaporate out from him.
Not his chirpy, happy go lucky self any more.
The guilt is eating me up,
thought I've done nothing wrong.

On the other hand,
I felt liberated,
from him too.
I was getting really sick and tired of him.
I'm sorry.

It's a roundabout,
it's a lazy Susan.
We never get what we want.
Life is mocking at us.

What's wrong with me?