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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

why is it that this period of time
more people are emoing.

my dinosaur friends,
we grew up togets,
shared jokes,
shared hard times in sch,
shared quality time playing n foolin ard
shared good times bio-ing girls.
coming from 10 years all guys schs.
as we grow up
we share more emo stuffs.
but recently i see the soft side of them.

today bought food for nellie.
heard he nv eat much recently.
was gonna force food into him.
he ate a few mouthfuls.
den vomited.
scare the shit outta me.
so i dragg him to the doc.
took a jab den sent him home.

we all do stupid tings at times for the matters of the heart..
hurts me when i see my dinos like tat.
but things regarding the matters of the heart
we outsiders cannot do anyting but to console.
theres only one correct "medicine" for such illness man.
hopes tings are all well for u my bro.

heard you crying again.
i suddenly got lost.
almost screw up the drink i was making.
after that my mind was not on work alr.
saw u walking in with the sad face.
had the mighty urge to go and console u
hold u.
but
1stly) i got no balls to do it. scared of rejection
2ndly) my orders just keep piling up.

when i was abt to clear the orders to go and talk to you.
u left for home.

pls turn back the pendulum..

guang♥Bid Farewell

Sunday, July 13, 2008

saturday was my grandma's bdae!
shes 81 alr!!
omg!
how time flies.
i bet she musta feel very happy man.
cos i overheard her tellin my mum n my aunt
she see soo many of us today
that she couldnt eat.
musta been nice to see all your children
grandchildren coming together to celebrate your bdae.

hm.......

hm.............
how long is long for you?
days? months? years?
its random.
yea i noe.

hey missy,

its been what close to 4 years since we've know each other?then its been close to 4 years of how i feel man. many peeps asked me why? why i like you so much?Seriously, its the feeling. i like being with you. i like you for being you. i love your smiles and laughters. theres no reason, i just like you!

since knowing you.we got to know more pple.gotten closer.done tings i nv would imagine i wud do.take neo printSS?!?!? sing k. rollerblading!! since knowing you.youve gone into 2 relationships.i went thru 2 years army.emo times in the green uniform thankfully for my army buddies.now? thankfully i have my old old friends.

so when i did actually grow enough balls to tell you again that i like you. i left for taiwan.
came back mixed feelings, not knowing how would your reaction be.soon the nxt 2 wks was my happiest times.but time goes too fast too furious.

now months past march, i still very much like you. i still very much hope. i still very much hope i can have a moment. like the song yang cong. can i get a chance??

much loves,

guangs

you got some pain behind those eyes.

smile my pretty.
smile.

pls turn back the pendulum.

guang♥Bid Farewell