Chelsea triumphed... but it won't be for long

Bunch of hypocrites… Ever since Chelsea won the match against Manchester United yesterday, people have been putting up the colours of Chelsea everywhere. From bedrooms to themselves, even the driver who parked his car downstairs has hung a Chelsea banner at his back wind screen. If I had felt worse his car would have gained a few more dents. Okay, we have to face it. If our boys wanted to pick up the title with just one match, they’ll have to do more than just close up that 9-point gap. Although I’m still pretty shaken by the thrashing by the Blue Army, our boys played well, didn’t they? The only disappointment would be Rooney getting injured. It’s okay. I’ll probably feel better in a few days’ time.

It all came back

Today made me realized that I’ve been running away all along. Running away from a past so ugly and discreditable. Running away from people I would never have the courage to look in the eye. I was appalled by my behavior; it was like hiding from a debtor. I suddenly became so hideous and was desperate for a hole for me to dive in and bury my head. But no matter how far I could run to evade this, it’s destined to haunt me all my life. This is the past I’ve been trying to escape.

It reminded me of the foolish tears I shed, the nights I couldn’t sleep well because of a heartache which had me succumbing to the intangible pain, the dumb stuff I write in my mind about how much I liked him. It was a lesson learnt, a painful one which left me scarred. It’s scary to acknowledge the fact that such simple infatuation had cost me much misery and breakdowns. I’ve learnt the painful facts the hard way, by falling down over and over again, and have the one I hold on to so hard trip me personally. From then on, I’ve decided to throw that all away and live on.

And it all came back to me today.

Sailing in, sailing out

To curb all rumours that I’ve decided to pack myself away to another comfortable corner of the world and not return, I’m back. I just became a little nostalgic some time back and contemplated not blogging for a month, but ,my fingers just kept finding their way to the keyboard. I couldn’t help it. I’ll be getting down and busy again, for the rest of the time from today (probably), until the end of November, that’s when I’ll officially ditch this system of ruthless man-eat-man reality and dive into my world of escapades. Til then, I’ll still pop by periodically, most of the time just to mop over the daily distress and all that, but don’t pin any high hopes on me.