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Friday, November 25, 2011

Chapter 1

This is something that has been flowing in thoughts for awhile or I should put it, ever since. There is no better way to convey this, well in this case it is only to pen down. For now.

Then, we were all innocent little people, still insignificant to the society. Actions and feelings were carried out without much thoughts and those were the days. To be honest, I only realise your existence after being in the same class for a year (I am very certain it was due to the fact that I had my eyes grown at the back of my head.)

First week of final year, our class was instructed to have our notice-board decorated. During breaks, guys would, as usual, rush to the basketball court . Fortunate for me, I have decided to stay in class (My eyes started to work). I walked to the front of the classroom, where the ladies were busying with the decorations. I vaguely screened the different tasks carried out by my female counterparts and spotted this sole worker cutting leaves out of green papers. I grabbed a chair and sat in front of her desk. Keeping my eyes on the "leaves", I said, "let me give you a hand."

Who is this girl?! The alarming thought arose as I levelled my eyes to align with hers. Strings of more questions instantly flashed across my head. ~Why haven't I notice this person?~ Where did this person come from?~ Why is she so beautiful?~ Who is she? Who is she? Who is she?~ It took me awhile to consolidate the answers and conclude that she was not someone unfamiliar, she was just someone I have never envisioned at such close proximity . I kept the tremor within and asked what I could help with, and was assigned to draw 'veins' on the leaves to let it take shape.

I was very certain that even though I was not paying much attention to them, the rest of the female classmates were giving the what is this guy trying to do looks at each other. I continued to bury myself into the assigned task to avoid the awkwardness built up in the room.

Though there was not much of an interaction between the both of us, this was how I met you.

P.S. I very much miss the occasion where both of us artistically scribbled our names onto each others' desk.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Your Movie, your Life.

When playing soccer as a young boy, I was never the one who scored goals.
When in a conversation, I am not the one who have many things to say about.
When having a photo with my birthday cake alone, I felt uneasy.

I never liked being the spotlight.
Not the striker,
not the main speaker,
definitely not the subject of a photograph.

Least you are happy, I am proud to be the supporting cast in your movie, your life.


Monday, November 8, 2010

Jack

Jack is a happy man.
Jack is very busy.
Jack does art.
Jack is very involve with his social circle.
Jack does photography.
Jack is to be a teacher.
Jack dances.

Most importantly, Jack has a beautiful smile.

Oh wait, who's Jack?

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Back! for now.

BACK! for now.

Today I pondered a bit and I thought I should pen them down somehow.

"It is easier to love the person you marry than to marry the person you love." -COA

Few words so many meanings.

Friday, January 23, 2009

EXAMINATION~!

Form words with the TITLE!! omg this is gonna be fun!! (Yes i know, very zi high...)


  1. Examination (Took me less than 3secs to come out with this word. WOOTS!)
  2. Mint
  3. Man
  4. Max
  5. Nation
  6. Exit
  7. Atom
  8. Ton
  9. Ten
  10. Tin
  11. Tax
  12. Tame
  13. Time
  14. Ion
  15. Mean
  16. Nine
  17. Neat
  18. Mine
  19. Net
  20. Nim
  21. Meat
  22. Mote

Hmm.. okay im too stupid and lazy to think liao.. LoL

Friday, January 16, 2009

I AM WEAK.

PHYSICALLY

AND

MENTALLY.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Illusion?

They might not be functioning no more. They might be the most outdated thing now. They might not even think like you do . But you accepted them before, you used them before, they were with you during your happy and upset times. They did not choose you. You chose them. They did not have a choice, you decide for them.

You gave them a purpose, you allowed them to display their talents. You brought them life!

Do not throw them away. Keep them. That's unless you have no feelings for them anymore.

The pencil you used during Primary School. (2B one)