Saturday, October 11, 2008

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i can't help but think
we've all grown up already
a couple of years back
we're still in secondary school
still studying
still teasing one another
still having fun.

fast forward,
the guys are in the army
the girls are studying or working alr
and things are on a different level now,
it's not that i dislike us growing up
but it's really kinda surreal you know,
when you take a look around,
things change.
you ACTUALLY see it happening.

i guess that's what memories are for.
it's like a book, a scrapbook rather
because it's memories that link us together
it's memories that explain the value of me to you
whether good,bad happy or sad
browse it whenever you like
and experience that fuzzy feeling
sometimes i can feel a tear coming down
but at the end of the day
you have to put that very scrapbook
with bits and pieces from your past
back into the drawer.
because this world doesnt stand still
not for you, not for me.


actually i dont really know what i'm driving at
i just want to pen down my thoughts
before i forget them
you know,
i spent more than 2 hrs on this post
pondering about what to write
i think it's the night sky
it's the same night sky we see




but
it's with the different people we sit down with underneath the dark skies
that truly seperates one night from another


i'm not emo
just..filled with wonder on how life is.


| Malcolm. fought for sanity @ 10:13 AM|

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