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Lady28
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Life Journey...

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Connections to My Life...
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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Today..

Today, I finally talked to an old friend of mine after many months of hiatus. Her voice still comforts and soothes me, even though it was not as effective as before. Many years ago, whenever I was down or depressed, I would always ask her to sing for me and I would miraculously be cured of my ailments.

Nowadays I just keep things to myself; her absence in my life makes me a stronger and more independent person. Dependency is a dangerous form of living; when you are lost, you feel as if you are sinking in the abyss of darkness, secluded from the reality.

Nothing is forever. Nothing...

Friday, June 16, 2006

The Titans

One of my goonies actually made it to the top 12 in Singapore Idol! Yahoo...!!! Congrats, Jude! Was really proud of him. Actually called 10 times to support him. Haahaa... had never wasted my money on such things. But this is different. Here we are talking about a kid whom I watch him grow. From a gawky teenager to a matured and confident adolescent!

Sigh.. I feel old.

Anyway, 3E4.. if you are reading this, ALWAYS.. ALWAYS REMEMBER THE TITANS! Nananana.. Nananana.. Hey.. Hey.. Hey.. Goodbye..

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

13 June

This used to be an important date. A day of joyous celebration, full of surprises and unforgetable memories. But the moment it died, the date ceased to become a crucial aspect of one's life. As the years passed by, it slowly faded into oblivion; like a ghost of your past trying to reach you in futility.

I have been having these dreams. Dreams where my past was still the one, still steadfast, still strong. Whatever happen to my past? Does time really have the power to erase one's faith? I guess it does or else why do I become the oblivion in my past's present?

You are my love..
You are my angel..
You are my life..
You are my inspiration...
A song written specially for me.