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  • Reminisces

    Tuesday, January 18, 2005

    Reminisces

    I dreamt of you last night. You were attached to my best friend.
    My heart was bleeding. But i still wish you well.
    I have never hope for anything, just a friendship maybe.
    But some things that you did, i don't know how to forgive you for that.
    You may not want me to know your doings. Ultimately, i still did.
    I am disappointed. That's what i am.
    Of all the people, why must it be you?
    I can't accept it. If given a chance, i will clarify.
    Someday perhapes.
    I don't want to lose this friendship so may we work things out.

    The above is NOT a poem. It doesn't even rhymes. It's just a Feeling. A Thought. A Perception. Well well, despite not going to Indonesia, i still gotten 'drowned'. Culprit? ASP codes. Those killer codes. And if anyone were to ask my 'favourite' book at the moment, it would be "Professional ASP.NET 1.0". Yes, I carries it around like a bible. Argh!

    Feeling nostalgic suddenly. No, i am not homesick. I am SCHOOL-Sick. Miss school really much. And i felt soo happy when i saw everyone @Funan last week.

    I guess my display pic on msn brought back memories. Good and bad. Yes, proudly present to ya, Team @ aka Real Madrid. (I didn't come up with the Real Madrid nick, WX did) I remembered vivdly getting into a heated arguement with CW that time. If i could anticipate that conflict, i would have use that slipper to slap his face in the pic! Sorry CW, but you really pissed me greatly that time. And i believe you felt the same too. Should have taken my revenge when you were drunked @Zouk. Hah. But nope. I am not revengeful. Peace out. No doubt he can be a jerk @ times, Cher Wee is still one of my favourite guys in T08. He is full of crap and poo. =)

    Reminisces. I just read back the smses sent by "Ms Wendy". Remembered the times that all of us had so much fun clubbing. The period was short but sweet. And yes, memories may be sweet but not always. Some things that you had done made me wanna 'erase' you permanently from my memory. No doubt it's minor but it do hurt. Shalln't harp on it cause i'ii start babbling. Whatever it is, "Ms Wendy", you are history. I am looking forward.

    Saw a lady on the train today. She made me laughed. But i didn't laugh aloud, just in my heart. In case you are wondering who i am laughing at, here is the cartoon pic of the lady:





    Yes, she looks like a poodle to me. Hahahahahaha. Ok fine, i am mean.

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