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Sunday, February 24, 2008


hello again!

was blog hopping and i realise something
something that made me rather emo

it's about the ppl that come and go
the people that once shared my joy and laughter.. people whom i uttered 'friends forever' or 'keep in contact alrights! love you always'
it's just the mouth doing the talking right?
just how true are they
how many of them do i keep contact with
of which some i cant even rmb their names

i realise that there are friends, that are once so dear to me, are now halfway around the globe bathing in sunshine at this moment.
and yes, i might never see them again
like NEVER.

and what about friends that are currently still in this city..
they are merely just a contact on my msn.
i don't even talk to them
they might actually just poof and disappear
people like sijia, drey, erns, sush, manda.. the so called F4+2, now lead their own lives..
meeting up once in awhile
but the feeling is different from a year ago
when we shed tears cuz we not going to see each other everyday again
and we made vows to meet every now and then

maybe many many years down the road..
i might not remember them anymore..
maybe the jc friends, who are now the closest friends i have, may just be part of memories once again

i maybe have hundreds of friends by the time age gets on me
but how many of them are hidden in my memories

so i guess this if life, made up of people who come and go, friends by your side at this moment, family, that dearest someone..
and those ppl who come and go have certainly helped to shape up my life.. some way or another.

cheeros!



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8:51 PM