trying my damnest

honestly, i’m trying my damnest/hardest at holding it all together without letting anything slip.

i’m being pulled from all directions…and the line is as taut as it can get.

i’m going to snap soon…and we’ve already had a preview today.

how long more can i last?

let’s wait and see.

the alleged public relations day

note: this is a back-dated post.

a fun take on what’s pr about

themediaslut has declared 9 april to be the day to highlight and celebrate the work that pr professionals do.

there’s no particular cause or reason behind this movement. it’s just a fun thing to do.

let’s see how long or how many people will it take to get this off the ground - if ever.

i’m plugging this purely because i’m in the said field as well and since more than 95% of my friends do not know what being in public relations entails, it will be a good opportunity to educate the general public on what the pr profession is really about.

i said, if this ever takes off, okay?

meanwhile, happy public relations day to all!

mis-judgement

as a rule of thumb, i tend to trust someone until proven otherwise because i believe that people should give others the benefit of the doubt.

recently, i have a friend who has put this belief to the test - time and time again.

right now, i’m thinking of how i should handle this in the best way possible.

i’m starting to realize that i might really just be a lousy judge of character…even after being around for 25 years.

naivety or stupidity?

it’s a bloody fine line..

p/s: in other news, man utd has just ended arsenal’s dreams with their 2-1 win at home. as much as i don’t want to admit it, i have to say that man utd’s second goal was truly impressive.

my love affair with roses

note: this is a backdated post

roses have always been highly sought-after as it is the ultimate symbol of love, especially in the victorian times where the flower has inspired many famous poets and playwrights such as william shakespeare in their literary works.

an ardent fan of literature works based on the victorian times, it would come as no surprise that roses will be my favorite flowers too. to be specific, red roses.

the fiery red color signifies burning passion that threatens to scald the bearer, in contrast to its tender petals that feel like silk to the touch. this blatant contrast seems to hold a special attraction for me.

anyhow, the point of this post -

thank you for this.

as much as i loved the flowers, it was more the thought and effort that you’ve went through to find out that these were my favorites that touched me more.