Friday, June 6, 2008
I will resurge with shouts and praise
Two months had gone just like that ever since school started. I remembered how much i dreaded it at that time, but now, i dreaded it to end.


There wasn't any reason for me to go to school at that time. Grades, studies? BAH, that's important and essential, i agree, but that's not my motivation. For i want to be the kind who smell the flowers along the way rather than racing to my destination with nothing in my memories.






Holidays are great. I had not slept as much as i did. I can literally woke up at 11.30pm and went back to sleep around 3am. And yes, that was what i did yesterday night / today morning.


Even with all those, i still feel this emptiness gnawing at me. Cause i know that two months had just flew past like this. The first day i went for orientation seemed just like last week to me, and now, half of the semester had just gone.


Just another two more months and i will have to bid goodbye with my current class. I'm not trying to be emotional or anything, but i just couldn't let it go. I just can't see any 'good' in 'goodbye'. I seriously can't.





I can't imagine how would i lead my life in semester two. Even though i might find a new motivation along the way, but i guess i couldn't forget him. How many times i don't feel like coming to school was how many times i forced myself to go just to see him.


But now i know, i need to start practising how to say goodbye to him. Because two months will just come and go. Even if i treasure every minute in class, it'll still zoom past. For i need to say 'goodbye' to him out of habit, as i have no confidence that i am able to bid farewell with a smile if it's not out of a habit.





Tears are the words your heart can't say but there are just so many tears in the heart that can never reaches the eye.





I always knew that I'd look back at my tears and laugh, but I never thought that I'd look back at my laughter and cry.


Memories will stay as memories. Even if i know that he will never like me, but that wouldn't change the fact that i like him.


For me liking him and he liking me are two different things. He can not like me, but he can never stop me from liking him.


I wouldn't make him like me for i'm happy enough to be able to like him.


At least i had met him before. And that's better than being not able to meet each other ever, right?








And i had no idea why how come people keep asking me to plan things lately. Or to pass down messages. Although i'm telling myself to be neutral about it, but too much is OUTRAGEOUS.


Blame who? Blame Wei Jie for killing me and blame me for being killed then.





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