the illusion of coincidence

08 November 2005

"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
ppl jus come and go in ur life
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
so fast till
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
u dun hav time to treasure them
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
from close fren to hi bye fren
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
it's saddening sometimes to let go of ppl who used to be close to u
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
but it's happy to let new ppl enter ur life
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
they changed ur life somehow
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
making it better
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
memories are meant for u to keep and time is meant to be treasured
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
fren played a big part in my fren tis yr
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
i wonder how i hav so much coursge to leave the tomato land and come sa myself
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
mayb i'm ambitious and adventous
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
i dunno la
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
time yr pass too fast and it's time to somehow reflect on it la
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
oh..
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
hahah
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
you know you sound like you have been traumatized
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
haha
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
traumatised by wat??
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
hahah
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
beats me
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
hahh
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
hahah. see when i'm reflective i can make ppl go wow
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
is tat xj
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
ya
"Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples." says:
hahah
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
i'm so damn impressed now
wendy; emancipation of mental slavery. says:
seriously haha

i'm so jolted by this, i decided to pen something down. time really flies as in literally. i wonder how many feels this way but i'm sure somehow we have this same perception. speaking of the year i can't imagine what we have done. in a wink(totally), so many things happened, so much so that i wasn't sure if at that moment what i've done was in a state of sane mind.

"you picked me up when i was down, and i hope you feel the same way too..."

i'm listening to this really sweet song papa sent me and seriously, this world would have been a much better place if we are thought the same way.

this year was plainly odd for me. it feels ironic. truthfully, i haven done much but what have i done with all that time i had?

so much's running through my brain i know no what to write down. but i really wanna thank you guys so much for always being there. sudden burstin out into tears in the cafe and outside the toilet. you know what guys, i really wanna thank you.

even if it's for stinkbomb; no matter how much i hated your character, you still did put some joy in my memories.

especially for baby and papa, i really love being out with you guys. this hols would mean more of misses and err.. outings?hah.(:

as for wabbit, there's a long story to tell. some people think i spend lavishly on you, and you think its "very what la". but i'm sucha silly girl i don't know how to show how much i care. i remembered what happened just before chinese new year. i never regreted my decision of begging. i don't know how you felt, maybe you did, who knows? sometimes it daunts on me what have we really done in the past three years, nowadays, i wonder if we were really meant to be. it sounds cheesy but i'm just tryin to put across the msg that we wouldn't really know if it's just the both of us till the end. it's scary to imagine another girl comin along and grabbing you away, but we can;t rule that out. so meanwhile, i really do treasure you even if the above scenario happens, i can tell you i will stills ay,"ily". (:
i always know how some friends feel about us. no good feelings. i've been reading a book recently and quoting;

"what comes around goes around.(karma) you lose him the way you got him..."

i shall not continue further.

we've spend so much time together, sometimes i wonder how you feel about me cause you never did tell me. thoughts have straighten out. if what happened at the start of the year reoccurred, i know what my decision would be.(:

to papa, you will definitely be the first to read this. i wonder what shit i have written but to me it makes some sense not everythings been written but just a gist of it all.

p.s ilyturtle&wabbit.((:

9:30 PM