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Joy

Have you found the joy in your life?

Have your life brought joy to others?

Down

Just feeling down and lonely, will like some company.
Who will accompany me?
Everything is a boundary.

My door is a boundary.
Distance is a boundary.
The silence is a boundary.
Unhappiness is a boundary.
Day and night is a boundary.

Regrets

Have you ever felt you brushed aside things that you know you will most probably regret in time to come?

Time may wash away its existence from your mind, but it may and will one day come back and haunt you when you least expect.

While packing my room, I got on my hand a piece of memory that i thought i forgotten. Little did i expect i found something more from a DFS plastic bag than 3 bottles of beer. (LOL...) Think i didn't see it the first time round, though i just did. Haunting ghosts from the past that send chills down your body, not of fear but those that compose of a bit of regrets and a bit more of sadness, all for a bid of happiness.


"Have no fear for giving in
Have no fear for giving over
You better know that in the end its better to say too much
Than to never to say what you need to say again

Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
Why?
Say what you need to say"

Say - John Mayer

Raining and the cold

The past week has been a rainy affair. Not only it dampen the earth, it dampen the mood. Feeling a chilling cold all day long is bad, now is the time for some warm hugs and embrace. I hear the splatter of the rain drop every sec, wonder if every one of them is a drop of joy instead, how much happier i would be.

I guess it is when the rain keep pouring then the beauty of the warm sun shows.

Me and the world with many faces


The world is wrapped with golden glitters and silk laces,
a little cracked and cloudy with many faces.
i am but a small figure living in little places,
broken and alone stealing forgotten wastes.

Tear me down, cut me into pieces,
make me bleed and thrash me out of races.
As I throw the towel and crash down from spaces,
I lay down hurt and fallen from graces.

Would you please give me a little care and well wishes?



This may very well be one of my best pieces i have written in ages.
Feeling down sure aids my inspiration.

End of Recess

With the end of the recess week marks the start of quizzes, more projects and the incoming horror of university life - exams. To final year students like me, it also signify the impending transition of a student to a working adult. I will really miss all those things i have done as a student. The early end of days, leave any time i want and enter class anytime i want days will soon be things of the past.

Before i enter into another boring reminiscing entry, i better stop myself first. This entry is about my graduation trip. (wheee) I will be going to japan - Tokyo, Osaka, Mt Fuji. Hopefully the tour agency dun run away with my money because i took a loan for the trip. Frankly speaking i am not too keen to go Japan, i rather spend a few hundred more and fund for a Europe trip. I am really mesmerize by Europe but i doubt i will go anytime soon considering the amount of debt i must start clearing first. Anyhow, i still spent 2500SGD on the 8 day, 7 nights japan trip package, knowing that it is perhaps the first and last time i get to go further than Malaysia together with my best mates in university. These few close friends made my university life very special. Perhaps they made me a different person as before too. Hopefully a better one... *grin* I look with anticipation as well as dread for the trip because i know after this trip our pathes may seldom cross again. The late nights chats, drinking session, dinner and lunches may soon be no longer there despite i want them to. And every time i got reminded of this, it brings a wrenching stab to my heart. It will serve of a good reminder to me - cherish what one have, it is because things may one day end that's why we should value it.

Cherish

Name: Brandon

A broken bottle of liqueur,
Empty and stale without a single ripple.
Brewed in the forgotten year of 1984,
A spirit that none will tip to pour.
Lock up in a cold cellar of no summer or fall,
Maybe it has no right to ask for any more.
Will you buy it and bring it out to thaw,
Give it some warm or amore

/S boy
Weiling


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