Everyone wants to feel wanted, to feel needed, to feel loved.
You know what's scary?
Me, needing you more than you need me.
Me, being scared shitless of one day losing you, while the feeling may not be mutual.
Me, depending my whole and my entirety on you, should one day you leave, i'll be left with nothing, but broken pieces of the "what could be's"; broken pieces of me.
Me, being lost forever without you, while I, just a faded memory of yours.
Me, being vulnerable, treading on thin ice.
That's the thing about investing every inch of your being into something, that with every step you take, you move forward, but you leave a piece behind, hoping that one day, you will be able to look back, and retrace your steps with those pieces, finding your way back home.
Fear, is what makes you vulnerable.
Fear, is what instills doubt.
Don't misunderstand me. Not doubt in you, but doubt in me, that i'm not perfect. Yes, no one's perfect, and all I needed was to be perfect for you. But what if, I'm not? Only to be just another Jane Doe, easily replaced, only to be left behind as a mere forgotten memory.
Then again, this could all just be fruitless, mere ramblings or even nonsense if you may call it, for all you know, it could just be the mere yearn, want, and need, to see you and hold you, and be by your side once again.
It could just be an empty rant, to tell you:
I miss you.
Here's to FINALS starting in 2 days!!!! Hopefully it'll be over as soon as it starts :) hehehe
anyeong!
What makes you, breaks you.
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Satin Sheets.
Even though we all have that one person we wish could come back, what we really should wish for is someone who never leaves. -Rania Naim
You never really know what you've got until you lose it. So you don't take things for granted, starting from the beginning. And while it may be tiring to constantly have this reminder at the back of your head, you better try your damnest, because these are the little things that will make you regret at the end of they day. Time.
Even the smallest things, you stop and take a step back. "Think before you act." When I was younger, that was the common 'moral of the story's, but I never really understood it until I grew up. Not exactly say I have, but I'm trying to grasp this concept. Most of the time, I let my emotions take control of my actions, doing without thinking, never seeing or caring for the ripples from my stone's throw, always thinking of the "now" and not the "after". Perspective.
Repressing all emotions you had, to numb the heartache that had build up over the past months, only to have it one day come crashing down all at once. Unconsciously blocking out the only thing that makes you vulnerable, so as to stay strong, for yourself. Having those walls break down, where do you go from here? Patience.
"Tis the journey, not the destination that matters." Then again, whoever said the journey of life was going to be easy? Mainly due to expectations that causes these ups and downs. But that is why, it is from this 'journey', these 'ups and downs' that make us learn the lessons of life. Lest we forget, know that you're not alone in your battles, and that you have people who care about you, who loves you. Rising up and forward. It may seem tough but you are blessed. Satin sheets.
LAST WEEK OF UNI!!!!
Omg, I have never felt this excited in my life. Each passing semester has increasingly become a blur. It just flies past. I do indeed feel this semester was slightly better than last semester though, weirdly. But this sem, my procrastination game has been pretty high. Time to buck up kris....Here's to the last week of hell, and the next 3 weeks of even more hell. 28 MORE DAYS WOOHOO!!
This time next month, I will finally be back home, home in the comfort of my own surroundings, covered in the veil of familiarity.
anyeong!
wait for me to come home.
You never really know what you've got until you lose it. So you don't take things for granted, starting from the beginning. And while it may be tiring to constantly have this reminder at the back of your head, you better try your damnest, because these are the little things that will make you regret at the end of they day. Time.
Even the smallest things, you stop and take a step back. "Think before you act." When I was younger, that was the common 'moral of the story's, but I never really understood it until I grew up. Not exactly say I have, but I'm trying to grasp this concept. Most of the time, I let my emotions take control of my actions, doing without thinking, never seeing or caring for the ripples from my stone's throw, always thinking of the "now" and not the "after". Perspective.
Repressing all emotions you had, to numb the heartache that had build up over the past months, only to have it one day come crashing down all at once. Unconsciously blocking out the only thing that makes you vulnerable, so as to stay strong, for yourself. Having those walls break down, where do you go from here? Patience.
"Tis the journey, not the destination that matters." Then again, whoever said the journey of life was going to be easy? Mainly due to expectations that causes these ups and downs. But that is why, it is from this 'journey', these 'ups and downs' that make us learn the lessons of life. Lest we forget, know that you're not alone in your battles, and that you have people who care about you, who loves you. Rising up and forward. It may seem tough but you are blessed. Satin sheets.
LAST WEEK OF UNI!!!!
Omg, I have never felt this excited in my life. Each passing semester has increasingly become a blur. It just flies past. I do indeed feel this semester was slightly better than last semester though, weirdly. But this sem, my procrastination game has been pretty high. Time to buck up kris....Here's to the last week of hell, and the next 3 weeks of even more hell. 28 MORE DAYS WOOHOO!!
This time next month, I will finally be back home, home in the comfort of my own surroundings, covered in the veil of familiarity.
anyeong!
wait for me to come home.
Sunday, April 17, 2016
Crumpled Paper.
I've asked myself a billion and one times whether I've made the right choice with Law, and many a times, I've left myself with a heavy heart; in a dilemma. But what I finally realised is that it is not my concern with making the wrong choice or whether I'm dying now that is making me feel burdened, but whether it will all be worth it in the end. To an extent it is about the expectations my parents have on me, and how I am afraid to fail and disappoint them if I drop out, or change course. And to another extent, it is about getting to my "destination" and not being happy with it, and realising all that sleepless nights and stressful weeks were not worth it in the end.
Appreciating the journey: Having this perspective in mind (perhaps just to make myself feel better), I guess I'll have to not worry whether i'll hate it or love it at the end of the day, but just take each day as it is, step by step. Not exactly saying it's gonna be in a walk in the park, but hey, that's what law school is about right? Riding a bike, where the bike is on fire, and you're riding through hell.
Our greatest fear is if our dream isn’t for us. /
You have to remember to be human. /
Remember that you are struggling because you have to, that nothing good comes easy, and as cliché as it may be, remember that the fire that melts butter is the same fire that hardens steel.
-Laura Murallos
Anyeong!
Here's to surviving these 2 weeks of hell.
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
living a lie.
Before today, I repeatedly told myself I was done caring and obsessing over things that clearly would upset me in more ways than one. (refer to Feb's post) But yet, I was never truly done- until a few days ago that is. Or at least mostly done, more than I was last. I'm not sure if I was just trying to prove something by holding on for this long, to bear through those few months. But for what? At what cost? What did I learn? Sometimes, you just try so hard to save someone, but perhaps they just didn't want to be saved from the very beginning.
In time, I have just got to stop caring. Because I learnt that somethings are just not meant to be solved and saved, but just meant to be left alone to find its own path. Because I have tried and tried- so hard. What exactly am I trying to achieve by trying? I've lost reason to continue trying. I've lost faith. I go on about people who try too hard, when all along, I myself am a living example of contradiction.
Its a big world out there. A great big dangerous world, filled with countless unknowns; Somewhere where people will hurt you through ways unimaginable, use you for your status, or until you're useless, putting up this mask, to fool everyone.
Sometimes I wonder whether those who do those unto others, know what they're doing, and just go ahead with it because they're just sad shallow pitiful human beings, or somehow their character was just simply moulded in such a way to survive in this cruel world. Isn't that reality though?
Let me give you a simple example. In this modern society, networking is key, you attend social events for networking, get to know more people. But for what? What exactly is your ultimate goal? Friendship? yeaahh sure, more like partnerships, internships, a better career opportunity?
There are 2 types of people. Those who go ahead with putting up a business front, official and all, mingling at these events. And then there is another type, where they simply cannot bear the thought of putting up this "front" just to gain status/ benefits. But they are the ones that lose out at job opportunities etc. THEN AGAIN, I know there are times you truly think someone is truly interesting and you'd want to get to know them more, cos they've travelled the world, seen cool things, done awesome daredevil things. But really, most of the time, what are the chances that you give them a chance, or give yourself a chance to get to know them better, giving them the benefit of the doubt. And even if you are at the top purely through your hardwork and genuinity, there will be people who suck up to you for the sake of their own greed. So I'm at this point where I'm searching for the appropriate "balance", what is right, and what should be wrong. Bottom line is, you don't know what is real anymore.
For every downfall/ unexpected event that happens, you gotta see it as an opportunity- When one door closes, another opens. It shows you exactly the opposite- what you don't want to happen, or who you don't want to be, pushing yourself to become a better person. But I guess that is where I found it hard to understand, as to why good things happen to bad people, and bad things happen to good people?
I did once think, "you simply have done so many wrongs in your life that you simply do not deserve such goodness and happiness". But who am I to judge? I myself am a sinner. I sin everyday, I simply am not perfect. Just because I don't do the things evil people do, do I have the right to judge them? Upon such judgement on my part, I am ashamed I have had such thoughts, to think one does not deserve such fortune upon oneself, for I lowered myself, to be beneath them. Hence, I think this time, there will be no turning back- for real.
If you stop talking much less think about something, it will soon fade into the background, together with all the chaos and stresses of the world, drowned in the pool of unwanted worries, and you'll soon realise, you've stopped caring about it altogether; you're finally free.
Here's to an oh-so-unwanted-too-early mid sem break.
Anyeong!
When I'm with you, I'm standing with an army.
In time, I have just got to stop caring. Because I learnt that somethings are just not meant to be solved and saved, but just meant to be left alone to find its own path. Because I have tried and tried- so hard. What exactly am I trying to achieve by trying? I've lost reason to continue trying. I've lost faith. I go on about people who try too hard, when all along, I myself am a living example of contradiction.
Its a big world out there. A great big dangerous world, filled with countless unknowns; Somewhere where people will hurt you through ways unimaginable, use you for your status, or until you're useless, putting up this mask, to fool everyone.
Sometimes I wonder whether those who do those unto others, know what they're doing, and just go ahead with it because they're just sad shallow pitiful human beings, or somehow their character was just simply moulded in such a way to survive in this cruel world. Isn't that reality though?
Let me give you a simple example. In this modern society, networking is key, you attend social events for networking, get to know more people. But for what? What exactly is your ultimate goal? Friendship? yeaahh sure, more like partnerships, internships, a better career opportunity?
There are 2 types of people. Those who go ahead with putting up a business front, official and all, mingling at these events. And then there is another type, where they simply cannot bear the thought of putting up this "front" just to gain status/ benefits. But they are the ones that lose out at job opportunities etc. THEN AGAIN, I know there are times you truly think someone is truly interesting and you'd want to get to know them more, cos they've travelled the world, seen cool things, done awesome daredevil things. But really, most of the time, what are the chances that you give them a chance, or give yourself a chance to get to know them better, giving them the benefit of the doubt. And even if you are at the top purely through your hardwork and genuinity, there will be people who suck up to you for the sake of their own greed. So I'm at this point where I'm searching for the appropriate "balance", what is right, and what should be wrong. Bottom line is, you don't know what is real anymore.
For every downfall/ unexpected event that happens, you gotta see it as an opportunity- When one door closes, another opens. It shows you exactly the opposite- what you don't want to happen, or who you don't want to be, pushing yourself to become a better person. But I guess that is where I found it hard to understand, as to why good things happen to bad people, and bad things happen to good people?
I did once think, "you simply have done so many wrongs in your life that you simply do not deserve such goodness and happiness". But who am I to judge? I myself am a sinner. I sin everyday, I simply am not perfect. Just because I don't do the things evil people do, do I have the right to judge them? Upon such judgement on my part, I am ashamed I have had such thoughts, to think one does not deserve such fortune upon oneself, for I lowered myself, to be beneath them. Hence, I think this time, there will be no turning back- for real.
If you stop talking much less think about something, it will soon fade into the background, together with all the chaos and stresses of the world, drowned in the pool of unwanted worries, and you'll soon realise, you've stopped caring about it altogether; you're finally free.
Here's to an oh-so-unwanted-too-early mid sem break.
Anyeong!
When I'm with you, I'm standing with an army.
Monday, February 29, 2016
Burnt Toast.
Let me tell you a story I stumbled upon,
One evening, my mother made dinner after a hard day's work.
She placed the jam and a plate with completely burnt toast in front of my father. I noticed the black toast immediately, but I was waiting to see if my father would notice it too.
My father however started to eat the toast and asked me about my day.
I don't remember anymore what I answered, but shortly thereafter, my other apologised about the burnt toast.
I will never forget what my father said, "Darling, I love burnt toast!"
When I went to bed later, I asked him if he really likes burnt toast.
He hugged me and whispered, your mother had a very demanding day today, she is tired.
Burnt toast won't hurt anybody, but words can be very painful.
Life is full of perfect things and faulty people.
To accept these mistakes and appreciate the differences; this is the key to a healthy and long-lasting relationship.
Being separated by millions of miles, you tend to learn how to be appreciative of the smallest things, no matter how insignificant it may seem to be, and even more if you know that someone went an extra mile, just to make you smile. I'm not even specifically referring to a relationship, for it applies to all other relationships, with your friends, and family. When you're so far away you start to lose contact with people, threads cut, bridges burned, sometimes intentionally, sometimes not. It can no longer be an expectation for your friends to want to meet/ skype you every so often, because drifting apart is inevitable. It just happens. People give up when either side stops putting in the effort. And that is how things start to fall apart. So you start to appreciate the littlest effort people put in to catch up with you and what not; You yourself have to take the first step sometimes. Taking things for granted is when one slips up.
Being separated by millions of miles, you tend to learn how to be appreciative of the smallest things, no matter how insignificant it may seem to be, and even more if you know that someone went an extra mile, just to make you smile. I'm not even specifically referring to a relationship, for it applies to all other relationships, with your friends, and family. When you're so far away you start to lose contact with people, threads cut, bridges burned, sometimes intentionally, sometimes not. It can no longer be an expectation for your friends to want to meet/ skype you every so often, because drifting apart is inevitable. It just happens. People give up when either side stops putting in the effort. And that is how things start to fall apart. So you start to appreciate the littlest effort people put in to catch up with you and what not; You yourself have to take the first step sometimes. Taking things for granted is when one slips up.
Ever seen what it's like to give a child a candy? Or what it's like to ask a child how was school, and they would just ramble on? I'm not comparing someone to the immaturity of a child, but to the innocence and true heart of one, back to a simpler time, where there was nothing to hide, no hidden agenda, no ulterior motive. To see someone speak with such passion and innocence, where their eyes light up in excitement, and in that moment, you can't help, but to be touched by the rare sight before you.
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
I can't deal. This semester i've made certain resolutions, which I have a feeling will go down the drain as soon as i post this. But, can't say i don't wish to try.
For one, I definitely want to become a better person. To focus on myself, and stop caring about the drama and gossip around. If i lose friends or lose whatever social status i had, so be it, cos making fake friends to climb some over-rated social ladder is not the way to go. Whenever I see spiteful people who go to weird extremes just to get their way, sometimes cutting people off at their knees, or using you until you're wrung dry and just tossing you away like used kleenex, I put myself in their shoes and question, "How can you live with yourself?". I view things and do things and make decisions on how I want to look back upon myself, whether I have lived a life I will be proud of in 10 or even a 100 years.
That's how I wish to live, and hopefully not be swayed by temptation or greed down the road.
Sometimes you got to give up on people. Not because you stopped caring, but because they do.
Also, HAPPY LEAP DAY EVERY BUDDY :D
anyeong (:
missing you, forever and always.
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
I can't deal. This semester i've made certain resolutions, which I have a feeling will go down the drain as soon as i post this. But, can't say i don't wish to try.
For one, I definitely want to become a better person. To focus on myself, and stop caring about the drama and gossip around. If i lose friends or lose whatever social status i had, so be it, cos making fake friends to climb some over-rated social ladder is not the way to go. Whenever I see spiteful people who go to weird extremes just to get their way, sometimes cutting people off at their knees, or using you until you're wrung dry and just tossing you away like used kleenex, I put myself in their shoes and question, "How can you live with yourself?". I view things and do things and make decisions on how I want to look back upon myself, whether I have lived a life I will be proud of in 10 or even a 100 years.
That's how I wish to live, and hopefully not be swayed by temptation or greed down the road.
Sometimes you got to give up on people. Not because you stopped caring, but because they do.
Also, HAPPY LEAP DAY EVERY BUDDY :D
anyeong (:
missing you, forever and always.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
The Butterfly Effect.
No I'm not okay.
When a girl says it's fine, is she really? When she says she's okay, is she? When she says to go, don't go.
Is it not right to appear this vulnerable? Is that why we always say the opposite of what we really feel?
It's like we're leading separate lives, but i'm put in a position such that I can't demand anything else more. The particular circumstances placed upon us is just our luck. I've asked myself a million what ifs. What if we weren't separated by a million miles, a thousand cities, a hundred seas. Would everything be for the best or the worst?
To see his smile, his face light up, but all not for the right reasons. The fact that I can't be the reason of such joy, such relief, makes me doubt myself a thousand times. I can't help it, to feel that I don't bring such emotions, breaks me. Maybe I'm just thinking too much, but I can't help it.
"And little by little, I understood that there were many types of love. We do not choose the one we fall in love with, and our perception of happiness is our own and is determined by what we experience.."
Maybe it is because it is the loneliest day of the year tomorrow, and although I'm not alone, I still will technically be spending it alone. Oh but random thought, this is the fun thing about Valentine's day, you can celebrate it for your mum, or your foreveralone friends. You won't ever be alone. Whereas compared to Christmas, when everyone has family to spend it with, cos' once you're alone, you truly are.
I just hate having such thoughts, having to doubt myself, having to doubt him. I shouldn't be, and I needn't be. But I am.
anyeong!
Or maybe it's just because, I miss you. So much that it hurts. I can't help it.
When a girl says it's fine, is she really? When she says she's okay, is she? When she says to go, don't go.
Is it not right to appear this vulnerable? Is that why we always say the opposite of what we really feel?
It's like we're leading separate lives, but i'm put in a position such that I can't demand anything else more. The particular circumstances placed upon us is just our luck. I've asked myself a million what ifs. What if we weren't separated by a million miles, a thousand cities, a hundred seas. Would everything be for the best or the worst?
To see his smile, his face light up, but all not for the right reasons. The fact that I can't be the reason of such joy, such relief, makes me doubt myself a thousand times. I can't help it, to feel that I don't bring such emotions, breaks me. Maybe I'm just thinking too much, but I can't help it.
"And little by little, I understood that there were many types of love. We do not choose the one we fall in love with, and our perception of happiness is our own and is determined by what we experience.."
Maybe it is because it is the loneliest day of the year tomorrow, and although I'm not alone, I still will technically be spending it alone. Oh but random thought, this is the fun thing about Valentine's day, you can celebrate it for your mum, or your foreveralone friends. You won't ever be alone. Whereas compared to Christmas, when everyone has family to spend it with, cos' once you're alone, you truly are.
I just hate having such thoughts, having to doubt myself, having to doubt him. I shouldn't be, and I needn't be. But I am.
THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT
Close your eyes and think about that boy. Tell me how he makes you feel. Let your mind tract over his tired shoulders. Allow your thoughts to linger on that beautiful smile. Take a deep breath and try to put those dark thoughts aside. For once, let go of the reins you've wrapped so tightly around your heart. I know you are scared. Who could blame you? Love is a hurricane wrapped inside a chrysalis. And you are a girl walking into the storm.
- Lang Leav
Or maybe it's just because, I miss you. So much that it hurts. I can't help it.
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Why Not?
For once, I actually missed my monthly post. Kinda itching me that I did, but its done anyway, but I had a pretty good reason for it. If anything, January was the very definition to starting the year off with a bang. The things that I have seen, experienced in a year, all squished into a month. It was one heck of a ride, and although it was great fun, its time to settle down. I've about another 3 weeks or so to get my mindset settled and put into the school mode. Seriously cannot see myself getting out of this vacation mood. Simply too relaxed, and even just the idea of going back to school haunts me.
January was crazy. Why you say? I did my first solo trip to UK! Well not exactly fully solo, because i had lovely people from the very start, and when i mean very start, I mean from the moment I stepped onto English grounds at Heathrow Airport, to the city and all for a good 5 days. My journey to Nottingham was alone, but I couldn't depend on people through the whole way could I? Had to grow some independence ;) It was chilly, but the cold didn't matter when you had people around you who cared to warm your heart. A special shout out to Kitty Kat for taking care of me the last 7 days around UK, from booking our accommodation, to train tickets, and to even food reservation and of course for putting up with my constant whining. Without her, I definitely would not have survived.
There are many things in life that I do in fact regret, and some things I know I ought to have some sort of regret. But this time, what I should be regretting, shan't be. And what I thought could have been done, won't be done. For I know, whatever happened, is only what can be called a lesson learnt. In fact, I can confidently say, no ragrats.
Sometimes you question yourself, "Why?", when really the true question is "Why not?".
There will be countless things that happen in life that did not go according to plan, and sometimes for the worst or for the best. But for most times, we will only focus on the bad, and remember the failures. It could be human nature to focus on the bad or whatever it is that did not go according to plan or our expectation, hence we frown upon it. But since when did we have to frown upon something just because we did not expect it or it is not "the norm"?
I'm not saying to go about everything with a YOLO attitude or something, but you can't cry over spilt milk, it is the past. The past is history, the future is mystery. If you ask yourself the question "Why not?", it switches your whole perspective on appreciation and opens your mind to be more accepting of those who do things out of the norm. So be afraid. But be afraid, and then do it anyway.
Just like those people who choose to see whether a glass of water is half empty or half filled.
Life is too short not to take chances.
Just like taking on the SSA Boomerang Camp 2016, the morning after we arrived from UK, people may think I was crazy, but really, it was the exposure, the experience and the memories makes the craziness within seem all worth it. I was of course the youngest of the lot, and my OGlings all call me a kid when in fact they are my kids, but really games and all covered despite the tiredness, it was great fun. It is different when you are a third person overseeing the camp rather than being involved. You are able to differentiate a leader from a follower, passion from compassion. And through it all, you learn more about yourself, and from those around you as well.
Sometimes the consequences or the cost it will take when you make a particular decision scare the shit out of me, but at the end of the day, you look back, and think what you have gained, not the losses. Even so, if the gains outweighs the loss, then, why not? Obviously this does not include jumping off the Harbour Bridge or something that extreme, but its the sort of risk that is still reasonable and within the "humane spectrum" of things yknow?
Do it to do it, not to have done it.
Anyeong! (:
January was crazy. Why you say? I did my first solo trip to UK! Well not exactly fully solo, because i had lovely people from the very start, and when i mean very start, I mean from the moment I stepped onto English grounds at Heathrow Airport, to the city and all for a good 5 days. My journey to Nottingham was alone, but I couldn't depend on people through the whole way could I? Had to grow some independence ;) It was chilly, but the cold didn't matter when you had people around you who cared to warm your heart. A special shout out to Kitty Kat for taking care of me the last 7 days around UK, from booking our accommodation, to train tickets, and to even food reservation and of course for putting up with my constant whining. Without her, I definitely would not have survived.
There are many things in life that I do in fact regret, and some things I know I ought to have some sort of regret. But this time, what I should be regretting, shan't be. And what I thought could have been done, won't be done. For I know, whatever happened, is only what can be called a lesson learnt. In fact, I can confidently say, no ragrats.
Sometimes you question yourself, "Why?", when really the true question is "Why not?".
There will be countless things that happen in life that did not go according to plan, and sometimes for the worst or for the best. But for most times, we will only focus on the bad, and remember the failures. It could be human nature to focus on the bad or whatever it is that did not go according to plan or our expectation, hence we frown upon it. But since when did we have to frown upon something just because we did not expect it or it is not "the norm"?
I'm not saying to go about everything with a YOLO attitude or something, but you can't cry over spilt milk, it is the past. The past is history, the future is mystery. If you ask yourself the question "Why not?", it switches your whole perspective on appreciation and opens your mind to be more accepting of those who do things out of the norm. So be afraid. But be afraid, and then do it anyway.
Just like those people who choose to see whether a glass of water is half empty or half filled.
Life is too short not to take chances.
Just like taking on the SSA Boomerang Camp 2016, the morning after we arrived from UK, people may think I was crazy, but really, it was the exposure, the experience and the memories makes the craziness within seem all worth it. I was of course the youngest of the lot, and my OGlings all call me a kid when in fact they are my kids, but really games and all covered despite the tiredness, it was great fun. It is different when you are a third person overseeing the camp rather than being involved. You are able to differentiate a leader from a follower, passion from compassion. And through it all, you learn more about yourself, and from those around you as well.
Sometimes the consequences or the cost it will take when you make a particular decision scare the shit out of me, but at the end of the day, you look back, and think what you have gained, not the losses. Even so, if the gains outweighs the loss, then, why not? Obviously this does not include jumping off the Harbour Bridge or something that extreme, but its the sort of risk that is still reasonable and within the "humane spectrum" of things yknow?
Do it to do it, not to have done it.
Anyeong! (:
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