Saturday, May. 22, 2004 - 10:23 p.m.
Come Hope... come
Just a small note... my parents revoked my handphone so don't you waste sms and calls on me.. yeah I think this official confiscation is permanent..
So yes don't contact me.... i would appreciate if u call and chk if I'm all right tho..rather then assuming..
I think my temper is getting worst... sorry peepz..its really bad that I feel like Hyde...
And Ng Puay san is right.. I write too much... for my GP test i wrote three lines for one sentence..I can kill myself..I need blood to appease my soul lolx... and my AQ was crap..it was really crap...that I really panicked... I'm growing stupider.. all these verbal gymnastics... a balance is being done..I write recklessly but lose all my skills.. sighz..
Played soccer with 05 today after an econ test which ought to be burnt.. all rather the whole AJ should be burnt at stake for it..and yeah quite fun the soccer... at least.. I collided into Pak and someone else too.. can't rmb.. but colliding with Pak was very painful...my whole right side got like paralysed...lolx... damn pain.. but yeah I suxed... sorry..
And I wandered home alone...and looked into the horizon where i can gaze at my teenage years unfold before me.. and before I can help it..my eyes start to brim with tears...
My tennis rackets sits at the corner, rotting before my very eyes... it tugs at my heartstrings when I hear the sound of tennis... people ask how can u ever forget tennis? I never did...my first love...I never did.. I just turned my back on it because I was too proud.. much too proud..but now it embodies everything of innocence.. and the beauty of youth..oh how much I miss my first love... that has been taken away...
I hear a plane at the distant.. the quick gleam from a shiny wing before tossing itself into the wild blue yonder.. it being hurtled through the sky while I'm stuck here.. my most passionate love, my second love. Aeroplanes. I have loved you from the beginning I set my eyes on you...you found me the courage within me..the confidence within me.. the beauty within me.. I never had dared dreamed but with you, it was possible. You taught me everything.. and I forsaked you.. my second love..I forsaked you and denied you... I miss you...
The eye blurs up... mist is setting in..
I think of choir.. and rmbed when Eugene asked me if i missed choir? I do.. I feel the stab in my heart each time I think of choir.. I feel that I have cheated and betrayed your confidence.. I feel I'm not worthy of your love...my third...I am not worthy..
Sighz.. my loves of the teenage years...the basic symbols for beauty.. I have not forgotten each of you...I have always remembered you but I can't portray my love for you in the same manner again..I am srry but do note: I do love you with every breath of my body... I do..
I watched Troy and Van Hellsling..and I prefer Van Hellsling...I love the story more than Troy tho Achilles' body was real hot but I liked Hector better... and yeah Van hellsling was damn cool...but maybe I enjoyed it more because he was there...
Sighz... I kiss my palms to tomorrow.. sleep with me... come hither to me.. Sweet Hope.. come..