Sunday, October 30, 2005

walkabout

went to clubbing a few nights before with some of my churchmates and those who gonna went back to Malaysia soon. Its a club called walkabout, a pretty nice place to hang out, abit too loud, but the live band performance is superb.

Its a 'different' night, different in a way that its neither good nor bad, just different. Having a great time with Lorna, Clarence, ah kim and wang yue, we didnt get drunk or danced till the dance floor cracks, in fact the way we danced was so funny that i laughed until get choked by my own drinks. the atmosphere is just right and we simply enjoyed each other company.

a nice outing.

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Wednesday, October 26, 2005

my friend, always.

people do all sort of funny things that even they themselves dont understand.
we easily get strangle up with our emotion until we see no one in our eyes anymore.
wrap up by our own problem until we are blind even though the solution is open to us so obviously.
we do all sort of mistake, well, everyone do mistakes. whats the big deal of it? but acting like jerk for weeks over an insignificant incident is stupid.

yeah, i'm always that stupid person.
but now, i see the mirror of my stupidity on you.

you get moody and stop talking for stupid reason.
you dont think you need me to accompany you to do stuff anymore.
no more 'suz, lets go to online' or 'suz, want chocolate shake?'
we walk in different direction now,
no intersection, no connection, just like two strangers.

The disspointment, the defeat that you bear in your heart will not stay inside where it first got a start,
the fact is you allow it to grow inside of you, my friend.
you nurture it with angry and unsatisfaction,
What you wear in your heart, you wear in your face.
to be truth, you dont have to be hostile to show that you are dont intend to have me as your friend anymore, cuz it will show on your face anyway.

i cant suppress the upset that keep overflowing inside,
you are my friend, my dearest friend.
i once thought that i had lose it all,
all the trust and commitment in friendship,
but at least in those moment of despair and anguish,
you were there for me.

no matter how we will end up in the end,
i just wanna say, i will treat you as my friend. always.

Friday, October 21, 2005

pleasure of words

lazy to blog nowadays. i guess writting really needs alot of passion and persistency. stone age ago, i enjoyed so much siting in front of pc for hours, bluntly writing all my thoughts out. I guess those days were gone.

This morning, when i red something i wrote long time ago, a sudden wave of emotion overflowed me. how i wish i can go back to those days when writting is a such a joy.

"how I love the morning dew on my face, the midday sun on my skin, and the fragrance of jasmine wafting at twilight. The simple stimulants conveyed by all my physical senses at this moment of every day is a pure bliss....."

How powerful the words are, because if it weren't for the words that i wrote, such ecstasies I would never know.

how i wish i can go back to those days.....

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a glimps of me in a cold autumn night