i was really looking forward to this 4 day weekend. a long deserved break that seemed full of promise, full of hope. and yet, like so many things in life, this 4 day weekend opitimised the words "false hope". yes, this 4 day weekend was full of hopes being dashed, promising moments that never materialized, and many many moments of anticlimax. a long break where i was supposed to do many things, have fun and meet people dear to me who i have not seen in forever. and yet, in sequence to how my life has been for the past few months, it was all false hope. all just false alarm. anti-climax. i had high hopes for this 4 day weekend but as i like to say, the higher your hopes, the farther you fall. its 3:16 am now and theres still another day left. but ive given up hope for tomorrow.
but tongiht was good. shisha-ed with joshua and andrew. its always good hanging out with them. doing nothing in particular but sitting down, bumming around and just talking about anything and everything under the sun.
And he'd smile as others pleased
