For Those Who Can't Hear Me Say It.

First to depart, Belinda seems to have fit in just fine with the college crowd.

Headstrong, confident, beautiful,
She has most things going for her,
Will she remember those back home,
That waved goodbye behind glass windows?

She finds friends quickly and easily,
Speaks well in any language,
One with the talent to pick up fast,
Any language to suit her needs.

New friends smile widely in the pictures,
She stretches her arm to snap the photo,
We used to be the ones beside her,
As the camera flashes away the memories.

Dear Charlene was second to go, we did not see her off,

She shares no ill will towards us,
Even though we didn't say goodbye,
Sorry isn't enough to fill in the hole,
Of what should have been a happy farewell.

She stays in her room alone,
Greatly prefers it that way,
No one to disturb her as she studies,
But no one to keep her company.

She's doing fine and coping with stress,
Though there is competition to be dealt with,
They are no challenge for her,
The petite genius among old friends.

Sarah was next to say goodbye, she won't be coming back for the holidays.

As we all gathered at the airport,
A bunch of friends doing a silly dance,
She did not say very much,
Even when she walked through the sliding doors.

Saw her online a while ago,
Barely ten lines to say to us,
She says shes tired and wants to sleep,
She writes as tears flow down the staircase.

Many people miss her alot,
But this is no ordinary departure,
She won't be back during Chinese New Year,
But we'll wait patiently for another day.

I don't usually write in poem, or like to, in any case, but I can't write in full sentences or paragraphs what I feel right now when I think back about the times I've had with each individual person. I read their blogs, and that is pretty much what is left of our dwindling connection amongst each other. One person is happy and has adjusted well into her surroundings, another is plainly taking the slow and steady way of getting through, and the other had almost fallen into a crash and burn situation. Depression doesn't suit you, dear friend. Stay strong, we will all meet again someday. :)

I just hope it's soon..

Memories, Sweet Memories. [Part 1]

Seeing all these year-old pictures really reminds me of the good times spent with friends. Never can we do such things together again, or even with other people. Disappointing..

Take a look at a few, all in the hallowed grounds of Parkson Grand. :') *sniff*



This pic is kind of self-explanatory la. I had a free pen that was shaped like a syringe(the doctor needle thing, if your brain is a little lagging). Grace wants to be a nurse. A maternity nurse for that matter. Does she look like one? Seriously la. Grace, dear friend, U PHAIL! :O



I think the one on the left is Grace again, or a random shopper. The one in yellow is Lydia(when she was not a skinny biatch -_-), the other is Paulina in the white shirt. Both were racing to go McD, knocking over an old lady in the process. She ended up in the rubbish bin. Just kidding. Kind of enthusiastic le. Considering the nuggets look like 'puppy gold' and the fries go limp when you pick them up.



Another trademark escalator pic. From left to right: Sarah, Grace, Kristine, Paulina. Kristine so yong sui(directly translated into english means 'face problem') in this pic. But I suppose I owe her that because most pics I post that include her shows her ugly side. Hmm. Got ugly side ar? Actually whole surface area la. :) Aii LurBxx Euux Kriistiinkzz :) . Just kidding. Face problem ppl don't interest me. ;)



I was actually wondering why this pic made me laugh so damn hard the last time. Then I examined it past the hairy, green ball Grace was molesting, and saw Sarahs head on the bottom-left corner of the picture and had an inner 'hehehe'. It's kind of creepy the timing I took this pic. It's like she was deliberately pulled out of the pic and said something like, 'OMFG, PHOTO OPPORTUNITYYYYYYY-'



She deserves one for herself. :D I don't know how this is that funny. But if you imagine her saying, 'I'm so HOT!' when she posed for this pic, it's 'kinda' funny.. But really, she's pretty. Really. Really. Really!!!.. Now she's in KL. :( We mishus euu Sarah. :( Mishus Mishus Mishus. :(

Hais, now I'm all depressed. I've confirmed going to Kuching to study in Swinburne. Thank God Grace, Paulina and Sharon will be there as well. Will be just one year together till the middle of next year, but still, 'parting is such sweet sorrow'??

:( :( :( :( :(

I Have Found Insight..

Nah, just wanted a nice looking title. Lol?

I found ye olde pics. Will try to post soon.

o_o"

One For The Road.

The asphalt road to school,
Never again will we step,
In memory of what would have been,
Another great year together.

It seems, we'll never meet again. When I go to Kuching, I will post more. Compile all the best times of spontaniety shared among us. Secondary friends don't last forever, even if they will be the best you will EVER have. One by one, we will go our seperate ways, following the path to further education, our own families, or buisnesses.

If we cross paths, fate will not be so kind as to give us a moment with all of us together. Alas, life has taken another part of me, childhood friends, soon to be seperated forever. Will we stand the test of time, with the almighty internetious powers of MSN?

Let us weep and scowl, for what we have taken years to forge, will be taken down in just a few months. We thrust our fists at the air, hoping we will knock out some angel floating teasingly above our heads, and hold it for ransom, so as God will give us another year to spend together.

Will I be the undertaker to announce the date of the post mortem of the relationship between us? I shan't think of it. How will we meet, if all reason has been lost to meet up.

I shall think of Belinda if I need an attorney to represent a colleague who'd been raped.
I shall think of Charlene or Sarah if a gas pipe in the oil refinery is starting to leak.
I shall think of Kristine if anyone has a problem child so she can slap him some sense.
I shall think of Grace if I find a bluish-coloured baby crying in the alleyway.
I shall think of Chrispian if I wish to design a pornsite as another means of income. (No, I will not be the pornstar, idiot. I shall hire other people to do the humping.)

I'm not sure about the others. But I hope they think of me if... Hmm, what can I do?? Uh oh. Uselessness in advance~

Either way, everyone is doing what they want to be doing. Doesn't really matter to me. I really hope they use MSN frequently. I wonder why Sarah and Charlene don't want to be doctors. They can both get full scholarships. Instead they want engineering. :( THINK OF THE HURTING BABIES. :(

Aiyah. Really sad that all of us finally breaking apart. I hope we all get webcams and act stupid on it. Maybe if I could record them while they do it, and post it on Youtube. Wowies, I think I could be famous. Nickname: MiFrnzRWiurd

Sobbles.