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Will come back once in a blue moon.
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Goodbye

A few weeks ago I regretted not talking longer to you.
You were on the bike.
I was in the car.
Talked abit of "how are you?" and stuff.
Traffic light turned green and you zoomed off.
That was the last.
You were one of the retainees.
One of us.
Now your gone.
I got one less person to call me "eh fatty how are you"
All that is left is memories.
Pictures of you and us as a class.
As 3A3 2006.
Have a safe journey ahead.
Goodbye Dixon Chan.

Muka Kerang

You know when you have the wildest imaginations and realised that its stupid?

I got that yesterday's night.

I got the imagination that friends are overrated somehow or another.

As in.Some people when they get new friends and stuff, they tend to follow the new people and neglect the rest.

I got the imagination that one needs alot of friends to survive and not get bored.

I realised I was damn wrong with that.

It doesn't matter how many friends you have in Facebook.

It doesn't matter how many HIs and Hellos you get while walking down the corridors of campus.

I doesn't matter that everyone don't ask you out regularly.

What matters most is that you realise that when you need help, you closest ones will be with you.

What matters most is that when you fall, its their hands that reaches out to you and pull you back up again.

And that when you call, they will pick up the phone.

No matter how tired.

How busy.

How they are feeling.

I think i can go on and on right now.

I'm just tired.

I need to sleep.

Ride

Sometimes having sometime alone.

It helps.

Getting away from all the noise.

It gets your thinking and perspective straight.

Its just you, your music player and your thoughts.

Thats where I get my inspiration.

My Goals.

My motivation.

Bus Rides. I'm Lovin' It.

School

When for the very first time you are afraid of your future and what it brings.
What are you going to do?
When for the very first time you are afraid of school work.
What are you going to do?
When for the very first time, time seems like money. So valuable.
What are you going to do?
When for the first time you are not contributing in class and worry of what grades you are going to get.
What are you going to do?
When for the very first time going home early seems like a good idea.
What are you going to do?
When for the very first time hitting the books seems inviting.
What are you going to do?
School.
It drives you crazy.

Its amazing how one performance/song can inspire millions.

No matter how old or young.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9z0h1NNk1Ik

Click at the link.

It gave me goosebumps.

In a goodway.

Literal meaning of,

"Don't judge a book by its cover"

Cliche I know.

Twins

It got me thinking just a few moments ago.

I caught The Unborn just now with Zianna

while waiting for laptop configuration and all.

Then I had this thought.

If having twins is a nightmare.

Then im in deep trouble.

Afterall, i have Twins for brothers.

Twins for cousins.

Twins for relatives.

Twin egg yolks for breakfast.

Am I in deep shit then?