Sunday, August 12, 2007

Change
Let's talk about yesterday. hahaa.

Went SJ in the morning, thought aisuan, xinyan and yan hsiang will be there. So I went down see see. Reached at 8am and then later realised yan hsiang didn't turn up. hmm.

As I stood upon the cement railings outside SJ room and watched the kids train (footdrill), I imagined if I wasn't around that morning. Only aisuan and xinyan will be there. Once in a while, certain degree of unhappiness will be set upon. The air is still, the atmosphere seemed so different. Can anyone revive those days? Days passed by and things really changed, so rapidly that I didn't managed to catch a breather. I missed the days where SJ trainings are noisy, every second filled with excitement, joy and gutso. When will it be when mah, ong, ken, me, aisuan and derrick meet again in SJ? nobody knows. We lead our own lives, we walked many unfamiliar paths, surrendering to the hands of destiny.

But the days gone are never to be forgotten, they're to be cherished.

I begin to think of what the future holds; for everyone.

From CK blog. The post that made me sad 2 weeks ago.

Was blog viewing again. Then saw it again. Might as well post it here.
The truth hurts!

泪血
泪为谁而泣 泪为何而落
血为谁而淌 血为何而洒
泪为挚爱泣 泪为喜悦落
血为情字淌 血为家园洒

The poem I wrote after reading his post.
KSJ Huat Ar!

and so He speaks