HELLO.
"Contrariwise," continued Tweedledee, "if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic." Through the Looking-Glass; Lewis Carroll
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Monday, May 05, 2008, 1:48 AM
A long time ago I would have cared. Now I don't know if I should anymore. SHADDAP LAH!!! PIAN (PIA!!!) GEOG!!! GRBR!!! Ah, who am I kidding? I deserve some time to emo. Yah, like right, I've been sleeping the whole day. Darn. I seriously hope John gets the candy from Sheng Siong, if not I will just die during Physics tomorrow. OK, OK, I'll get the candy after school on Monday. I'm screwed - Prelims Chinese paper back tmr. I keep having this really, really horrible feeling that I've screwed it up or worse, and this feeling's becoming more and more dejavu-like. This is sucky. I should get my act together. I really should. It's time to let go, don't you think? If I let go I can't care anymore. That means forgetting. Really. And I don't want to. But everytime I remember I keep thinking back, and everytime I end up crying. You really meant so much to me. Truly. I'll never forget what you did for me when I was in really bad shape last year. Really. I'm sorry if I'd ever taken you for granted, even though I know I'm saying this too late. But really, I'll just feel better saying it. And then wake up three seconds later telling myself to stop joking. But even though it ain't going to work, I guess I'm going to have to accept the fact that perhaps you aren't coming back anymore and that I'm going to have to wish you all the best and say that I love you before you gaze back one last time and fly away. Hai. You've already flown away, haven't you? I shouldn't get angry when I read stuff like that, it just pisses me off totally on instinct, and I gape at the fact that I wasn't like that last time. Have I really grown all that petty and insecure and is that why you've gone? Or would you be happier? I hope you'll be, my dear. Really, truly. I'll miss you. I'll never forget. Je m'ennuierai de vous, mon petit chaton. Je vous aimerai toujours, et je n'oublierai jamais. Salut. At least you were there. That's one thing I'll always treasure. |