fear

have i told you before that i lived in fear of being too happy?

i say it now: the gloomiest day in my life happened on days which i thot were worth calling for celebrations.

i would be in the middle of a joyous celebration when a phone call came to crush the occasion; or i was told a tragic news before i can share my gleeful encounter that happened earlier. perhaps they were mere coincidences. well, i could also be just damn bloody suay lah. whatever it maybe, i do think twice about having too much fun.