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:: juz taking a moment to remember ::

Thursday, June 15, 2006 1:10 PM

an indescribable sense of melancholy

i was lookin thru friendster just now. went thru some friends' profiles.. some sec friends, some primary sch friends.. it just struck me again how much time has passed in my life. that its not possible that u can know everything that has happened to your friend after u all are not in the same school anymore, and neither can they know abt u. even though certain friends and i always say that we wanna meet up, but over the years, holidays and holidays passed one by one. its been so many years of saying the same thing le, but it just seems like it nv happens. perhaps its partly busy schedules, but i think maybe fear plays a part too. like lets say a primary sch friend that was so close to me last time, but somehow nv contact after that.. now i look at her photo, i find it very difficult to imagine its the same her.. and i fear that aft so many years, wat would we tok abt upon meeting? and then i wonder whether others similarly have seen and thought that i am now very different?

yesterday's dream of sw again had an impact on me. in the dream, i had to go somewher with others, but i din wan to leave her behind with some other ppl. when i woke up, i had this racing fear inside me. i hope she's alright.. i wanna try to get her.. but i guess i fear.. i dunno how to deal or what to say abt her current situation.. cuz it seems like its the truth that.. well.. but i just cannot help her.. seeing a long-time good fren like tt.. i feel really sad.. i wished i knew whats happening.. haiz..

and when more n more friends seem to slip away from my fingers, i dunno where or who to grasp on to. the things that were so near once, seem so distant now. i cant help but just feel helpless. maybe that is life and growing up; learning to walk alone.

Signing off,
no more ink.

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