Yes, I haven’t been back despite the repetitions on how I am gonna be back blarblarblar, laughs.

So, I ain’t gonna tag a timeline to that, so I don’t feel like I fail to deliver like that.

I can’t believe how fast this year has shifted, and the first quarter of the year is coming to an end.

I don’t know if I can proudly claim that I have been “living life”, but so far, I can find the space to breathe and to do the things I like, yet somehow, I know something is terribly missing, besides moolah that is.

I find there are quite  a bit of things I can’t seem to say or express, and the venture to meet more people turns out to be much more scary and challenging than I had expected it to be.

And I still loathe the fact that when the different worlds clash, and by some twisted, warped works of affinity, you start to feel for people you shouldn’t and then you realise no matter how open-minded people around you are or how nice or how understanding this second, or supposed to be, they lose sight, nonetheless.

I am okay.

No, not really, but I don’t know what to say anymore.

Don’t tell me nevermind, don’t care, cos if the person doesn’t mean that much to me, I wouldn’t have minded, I wouldn’t have cared.

Same thing to you. I minded enough, I cared enough, for you.

Maybe, this hiatus should be good, and should be extended beyond.

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This aside, I am feeling quite positive that it is March, and I didn’t realise how much I love March, and that besides December, it is my favourite month.

Not that it is because it is my birthday month, but because there is just something cosy about March.

And how I am looking forward to embrace the month of “blossoming” and I realise ageing, doesn’t mean nor feel much.

Or maybe it is just me feeling resigned.

Or maybe it is just because I realised I am just glad I am able to do quite a bit still and keeping it going cos I want to, and I feel like it.

Or maybe because, hey, if I look like shit and whatever, I have my rights to be so, cos, hello? I am a mother of one, okay? I am by-rightly an auntie, so I should be glad my ass hasn’t fallen victim to gravity (deluded), and my body hasn’t really taken the shape of a pear, with the bye-bye arms a tell-tale sign of ageing or blarblarblar. I am still counting my blessings, cos, glass should always be half full right?!

RIGHT?!?!??!??!?!?!?!

Uhm, I think so.

What’s more, someone at an event asked me if I am still studying, simply cos he thought I look like a final year university student, and was surprised and exclaimed “You are not older than XXX right?”.

XXX is a common friend and is indeed younger than me by a couple of years, giggles.

Okay, my ego is fed, and this blog should be fed too.

I realised how bad it is to realise there are 2000+ spams in my comment box.

Gasp!

Have a great month of March.

I can’t wait to live this month to the fullest.

For all the reasons under the sun.

For now, I am gonna indulge in some Prosperity Burger, and savour the Chelsea V Manchester City match replay.

Edited: NAHBEHH!!!! PROMOTION ENDED ALREADY. DEVASTATED!