Blog's been pretty dead, heh.
Not that I don't have time to update, it's just that it never crossed my mind to update it. Heh.
Chor 8 today - chor 9 tomorrow - Kau Wong Yeh.
Haiz, fireworks gonna go boom boom boom. No, more of like BOOM BOOM BOOM.
Economy.....ok la this year. HAHAHA.
Thought lately: Why care so much when others don't care?
Been thinking too much lately.
Sem 3 [Y2, S1] huh, scary much.
Meh, by the end of 2014, I'll be gone from this place.
Sounds far? Not really.
The future seems pretty scary at times, as if time is moving too fast.
Everything seems to be like, *blink blink* another year gone.
Oh, I NEED my book vouchers. So much to buy:
1. Ortho book.
2. Pocketbook.
3. Therapeutic exs book.
4. Tendon hammer.
5. Stethoscope. *A bit too early, perhaps?*
And yey those books ain't cheap eh.
Pretty random update, till next time we shall meet again.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Friday, November 30, 2012
Chapter 8 (Final): Au...revoir?
*Credits to the owner of the picture. I do not own this picture.*
*(Source of inspiration) Distance - Christina Perri feat. Jason Mraz.
After all this years, he waited.
Will he ever get to see her again?
If she ever says to him,
"Wow, it's amazing that you still remember me after all these years."
Now, do you know why?
So, what will be her answer?
Be his dream catcher, filter all the bad ones and only keep the good ones?
Hop on the boat, go wherever it takes them?
Or, will it be an au revoir?
Will you end his waiting?
Read: Chapter 1 / Chapter 2-1 / Chapter 2-2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7
Monday, November 12, 2012
Chapter 7: Row, row, row your boat.
*Credits to the owner of the pic. I do not own the pic*
"Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream."
Indeed life has been like a dream for this boy.
Do you know how dreams are?
Soft, cloud-like?
It feels so real, but still you'll question yourself:
'Did it really happen?'
One year.
Two years..
Three...
Four....
Five.....
Six......
Seventh year.
He has not seen her in seven years.
Yet he has not forgotten a bit about her, nope.
Those specs.
The pony tailed hair.
That smile.
'Will I ever see her again?'
Will she be his dream catcher? - to filter all the bad dreams, and only make all good ones.
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