But, better late than never, right? Of M and I. M and I in Paris.

I will stop feeling and stop doing anything else. Finally a post after so many years. Seems like this blog is a emotional retreat whenever I feel like shit. I hate that I am a logical person, and sometimes certain traits of myself would contradict my logical self. For example, the logical part of me already knew the right decision to make. But the weak side of me is not helping myself out.

A personal scrapbook of fragments depicting the beginning of the rest of my life. Saturday, June 11, 2011. Old blog gone for good. Forever lost in the sands of time. Saturday, June 11, 2011. Tuesday, October 12, 2010. Tuesday, October 12, 2010. Monday, March 1, 2010. Monday, March 01, 2010.

Thursday, April 19, 2007. A korean student at viriginia tech university went on a rampage and killed 33 people, including himself. 15am, for reasons unknown, he went to a dormitory and shot a black girl and her mentor, who tried to protect her against the shooter. The monumental tragedy was complete when the deadliest mass murderer in american history shot himself in the head, adding the final increment to the death toll. The world solemnly looks on as inv.