there is a time in life when people just give up. no matter it is about people they love or care about. but somehow, patience has it limits. 

just like how pick up lines works. its a matter of selecting the right time with the right sentence but most importantly, crossing fingers tightly to secretly hope that the girl will fall for the lines. but rather, its a matter of how selective is the randomness applied until it is workable. 

i remember when i was young. i used to hope and wish that things would get better. there was one particular square exercise book where i wrote all my wishes, thinking that after writing them down, things would get better. i remember every time the situation was back to square one, i would dig out that well hidden square boxed exercise book from the book shelf, read through all the previous wishes i had written, and with tears dripping down, i would add on another wish. still hoping that my wishes would come true. 

dont quite remember until when, after many years of reading and writing in my secret wishing book, i suddenly had the revelation that it was not going to happen. and i shouldnt have wasted the tears on them. because it was never going to happen. 

just like today. another reminder that the content in those wish list. was just the fantasy of a small girl who thought that a simple wish could change the whole scenario around.