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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.
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Tuesday, January 27, 2009
FREAK! I HATE THIS YEAR'S CNY!! putting away the project matter, it's the memories.
passing by...
the mac i went with him and lied to my dad
the playground i walked pass with him and boast how well i can swing
the path i went to meet him at AMKHub on the last day of school before my dad fetched me from there
the monkeybar i lied down with him and count the numbers of windows and doors on a MRT everytime one pass by us
the bench i sat with him quietly the day before o level results were released
the staircase i hid with my friend and he will look for me there too
the field i went kicking a water bottle and he saw me from the studyroom
the house i went visiting and sms-ing like there is no tomorrow, using even my mum's phone and my bro's phone and my grandpa's phone
the signboard of the jap restarant i went to eat with him and a few more friends, putting lots of chilli pepper and having fun
everytime i pass by his sch, i hope to see him, even if it's only a glimpse.
everytime i go to mac, i'll rmb my frens' mocking but still proudly and honestly said that they were only lunch meetings with a normal friends
everytime i see a MRT, i'll still count the numbers of windows and doors.
everytime i go to AMKHub, i'll rmb the time he walked with me to look for my bro's present
everytime i take an MRT, i'll think of the reasons of me taking mrt from BB to clementi and bishan to newton.
ytd, as i sms one of my friend, also the whole day, my mind was full of all the "why why why"
why isnt the person i sms-ing u?
why u dont want to reply me?
why u dont want to talk to me?
why is it so difficult to forget u?
if only things get different.
<3
passing by...
the mac i went with him and lied to my dad
the playground i walked pass with him and boast how well i can swing
the path i went to meet him at AMKHub on the last day of school before my dad fetched me from there
the monkeybar i lied down with him and count the numbers of windows and doors on a MRT everytime one pass by us
the bench i sat with him quietly the day before o level results were released
the staircase i hid with my friend and he will look for me there too
the field i went kicking a water bottle and he saw me from the studyroom
the house i went visiting and sms-ing like there is no tomorrow, using even my mum's phone and my bro's phone and my grandpa's phone
the signboard of the jap restarant i went to eat with him and a few more friends, putting lots of chilli pepper and having fun
everytime i pass by his sch, i hope to see him, even if it's only a glimpse.
everytime i go to mac, i'll rmb my frens' mocking but still proudly and honestly said that they were only lunch meetings with a normal friends
everytime i see a MRT, i'll still count the numbers of windows and doors.
everytime i go to AMKHub, i'll rmb the time he walked with me to look for my bro's present
everytime i take an MRT, i'll think of the reasons of me taking mrt from BB to clementi and bishan to newton.
ytd, as i sms one of my friend, also the whole day, my mind was full of all the "why why why"
why isnt the person i sms-ing u?
why u dont want to reply me?
why u dont want to talk to me?
why is it so difficult to forget u?
if only things get different.
<3