Words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy, or grief, or wonder. I hope I can be as high as today next Friday. Ohwell.. The clock is ticking. The days are nearing. So shiok! Dinner with Chris. Oyster omelette with lots of chilli is good! I realised I really can get very tired when it comes to Guides. I really had the urge to give up and stop everything, stop going back, stop answering calls and stop replying messages. I'm not really sure if that has to do with my expectations but.. When you lose the passion for something, what is it then that keeps you holding on? Not that I can think of anything..