Still here

Once Upon A time..........
in a far far far away land
lived a little girl who had dreams of getting married and be a wonderful mother and wife to her family. She dreamt of love always, that one day she will find love that will sweep her off her feet.
Her name Nana meant so many things and more of the things she wanted to be, she felt resentment in her mother who told her at a young age that she's a mistake can't she see the age difference between her immediate elder brother and her? And she resented her mother too, with all her heart she thought of escape away far far away with her prince in shining armour, who must be Tall Dark and Handsome just like the movies, with an danger all around him. she lived in fairytale land hoping for this reality.

and years passed,
events after event
heart break after heart break....


then she met a Tall Handsome Prince, who swept her off her feet, told the world about how he wanted to make her his queen. Floating in air of love and euphoria she followed, bruised battered by exposure as she followed him through the rocky mountain trail he had carved out, walking steadily behind him till they got to the top..

alas.........
the world as his audience, Nana without a clue waiting for the applause from the crowd was stunned as he threw her to the bottom, broken and bruised. She realised who he was, Dark and Cruel, heartless without a doubt. Years

Resentment deepened, depression widened and hate filled her heart.



Nana moved on until................





Its been a long while i wrote something, something insightful. work or should i say writer's block. i guess lots of bloggers have moved on tired of checking up on my page, even me i am tired too sef clicking and seeing nothing posted on my page!
well alot has been happening, you know when you are always busy or working but never seem to know what exactly your doing? thats just how i feel. lately i've been thinking about my dreams and future plans, but i get stoommped! either by events present past or present, finance or the plain ol' been a lazy ass.

and i wonder? my skills are rusting, my contacts will soon be forgotten, pride has grown, age is a plus, focus are changing and am still stuck in the old mold. That's why i hate facebook, cos everyone seems to be having a great time except me. (okay am whining)lol....

this is like my wakeup call, especially for those at the throes of danger, life is lived fast paced and i want mine to be filled with excitement, adrenaline rush...okay maybe just plain smile at night knowing that i achieved something, touching someone with my experience and little knowledge making a positive difference.