Why is that whenever I’m bored out of my wits, I turn to the Internet for a source of a pick-me-upper and come up with zilch?… But when I start being all woman-on-a-mission a million other juicy things to do pop magically out of nowhere, derailing my already messed-up schedule?

Why is it when I tell myself I’ll be sleeping early today, my body finds more reasons to stay up?… But when I say I’ll be staying up until my body gives, and I start feeling sleepy at the time “normal people” should be sleeping?

Why is it harder to keep a straight face when you promise not to laugh?

Why does it feel so good to eat that last slice?

Why does beating the deadline give such a rush?

Why is it so easy to do exactly the opposite of what I’m expected to do?

Why do I commit this fault when I have been on the receiving end of such pain?


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  • An attempt to remember.

  • The author and editor would like to thank the visitors of this site for dropping by and taking time to go through the articles.

    These are simply but ramblings of one woman struggling to retain as much youth in a fast-aging world. With her deteriorating senses and memory, this is her way holding on to as much as she can remember.

    The tone of the blog will most-likely change once she shifts to another phase in life. As of the moment, she claims to be at peace while in hibernation.

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