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its the 3rd last day of the first month of new year n i havent penned a post... firstly happy new year!

its surely been a long time.. no reasons.. i have jus been out of things to write.

i have tried to be busy, but most of the time i have been jobless with my to-do list growing longer by the day.

just done with "Gone with the wind" (mus hav heard abt the muv).. despite of the book being thick i chose to pick it up right at the end of ma hols...

the book centres around "Scarlett O Hara"... the story takes us from her early teens to her 30s. her rapid adaption to changing times, evolving through them, and finally her discovery of herself...

i liked the book, but i stil dunno y.

there are times when we do things without seeking an opinion from our conscience. hush voices tat keep speakin in our ears guiding us through right n wrong. the reasons are many. we soothe ourselves by sayin the end justifies the means..

we leave so much for tomorrow.. even our conscience.

"Gone with the wind" is a story of a person who keeps living for a tomorrow that is never to be and lets go of all the opportunities tat wud hav probably brought her closer to one.

sometimes we start living for so many things... tat we forget to live
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