I'd hate to admit it but I did something I would, in normal circumstances, deem utterly wu liao (for want of a better word. Damn now I don't have any right to make fun of the Hua Yu Cool campaign - where you promote Manderin and immediately undermine its vocabularic abilities by having to employ the use of an English word) and attention-seeking and generally for people with nothing better to do with their lives.



I posted a secret.

On FB's SM. Of whcih the name itself, I felt, was just... trying to hard to be an yeehwee.

Okay. So it wasn't really a secret.
It was vague and perfectly ambigiously empathize-able.




Which seems to describe the over-whelming sense of WHAT IFness hanging over me like an over-looking gargoyle this past week







what if.