There are always the times when you thought you were better but it turned out otherwise.

you laugh, you smirk at your own ego admist all the elation of the humble ones rejoicing over their achievements.

a fruit of one's deeds, you say?

the fluid-less tears, the silent cries.

because some ants were meant to return to their nests empty handed.


anyway, holidays(bahaa?) has started and i really hope i work my ass off this week.

that lethal combination of work, eat and sleep works wonders in fattening a person.

what can you do after all, its A's.

cheers to a fruitful holiday~