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2012 and what doomsday to me

There might be three or five amongst us who dreamed about doomsday at least once in 2012. Me myself, have dreamed it twice as far as I remember. The dream itself always involves beautifully illuminated skies, huge planets that bang before my eyes.

To some people, they already given in with the doomsday.
Not because they are ready, but more to que sera sera point of view.
What ever will be, will be.

Apparently, what I had in my dream reflected the way I feel about the doomsday itself.
In my dream, I was always with my closest ones whose in real life they are the people why I live for.

To me, doomsday is neither about going to hell or heaven.
Not about how ready I am for the judgement day.
Doomsday means being separated with people I love that I do not know when I will see them again.
Doomsday means loosing my child and forgetting all my dreams for him. Missing all the chats and laughter we usually have.

No matter how ready you are for the doomsday, nothing will make you ready to be separated wit…

Doomsday

There might be three or five amongst us who dreamed about doomsday at least once in 2012. Me myself, have dreamed it twice as far as I remember. The dream itself always involves beautifully illuminated skies, huge planets that bang before my eyes.

To some people, they already given in with the doomsday.
Not because they are ready, but more to que sera sera point of view.
What ever will be, will be.

Apparently, what I had in my dream reflected the way I feel about the doomsday itself.
In my dream, I was always with my closest ones whose in real life they are the people why I live for.

To me, doomsday is neither about going to hell or heaven.
Not about how ready I am for the judgement day.
Doomsday means being separated with people I love that I do not know when I will see them again.
Doomsday means loosing my child and forgetting all my dreams for him. Missing all the chats and laughter we usually have.

No matter how ready you are for the doomsday, nothing will make you ready to be sep…
How we spend most of our weekends.

Fruit Pie

A few days ago, I made fruit pie for Bubu.
Like always, it is my first encounter on crust. 
It tasted good, I think. 
The key is in the butter. 

I took the crust recipe here & the pastry cream recipe here






It's how the world goes, I guess.

She has almost everything every women in this world wish to have.
A Louis Vuitton to pack all her gadgets.
A pair of Louboutin or Melissa to pick up her kids to school.
A beautiful baby and a handsome hubby who already in the top in his young age.
And one thing everyone would envy: the time.

Yet she still sad, I wonder why.
Yet she still curse, I wonder how.

Other girls wish for what she has while she wishes for what people have.

If we all have that one noble thing: enough.
Wouldn't the world be a wonderful place to be.

But that's how the world goes, I guess.
Mere mortals never feel enough.