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Random ah?
Abit trying to practice my randomness to keep the RS spirit in me lah.
Afterall, ITS NOT LIKE I HAVE ANYBODY TO TALK RANDOM STUFF TOO!
ITS NOT LIKE IM SITTING HERE LIKE A FAT NOTHING BLOGGING WHILE SOME RANDOM CARTOON CHARACTER ON THE TV BEHIND ME IS SAYING ...
"dont make believe! dont make believe! dont make believe! goodbye goodbye goodbye!" and laughs hysterically.
I miss them. RS-ers. Miss them heck loads. But I refuse to talk about them. I refuse to post too much "i miss who whos" on my facebook status. I dont want to look like I cant move on. Whenever I think of moving on, I feel afraid. terrified actually. I dont want to change. Im afraid of moving on cause' I might change to someone that I never intended to be.
A friend told me before I left to wherever I am now. He looked at me and said, "You may look dominant, but inside you're really submissive. All this dominance is just a mask." Of course I denied it. But what he said really hit me. maybe I'm not that strong afterall. then again, I was never good at saying goodbyes.
I remembered, when I first came here, my sister asked me
"how come you dont talk about your friends anymore?"
the answer?
because I know once I start talking about them, I know I cant stop. And it hurts. Cause' the more I talk, the more I remember. the more I remember, The more I miss them. so it' prolly be better shutting up. then again, I was never good at shutting up. lol.
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ANYWAY!!!!
Met up with EG~~~ thats my son! :D
let me tell you, the anonymus-es, all the obstacles I had to go through to meet a friend/son.
-waited at the bus stop for about 15 minutes.
-It was raining heavily so the bus stop punya shade made no difference.
-took an hour worth of train 'adventure' to orchard
-spent another 10 minutes trying to figure out where is my son and where am i
-only managed to hang out with him for one hour as he had to leave.
-took another one hour worth of train 'adventure'
-realized i took the wrong train
-took another 10 minutes to figure out which bus to take home.
minus the part where for that two hours of train-ing, I refused to sit down because of the following reasons.
1. at first, there were no spaces left.
2. then when there are spaces, had to bagi the old and pregnant.
3. when no old and pregnant, I refuse to sit beside people who look liked terrorists. tak mau kena bom sikit lah.
BUT IT WAS WORTH MY EVERY SECOND!
It went quite well, Im not sure EG if you're reading this, but I always thought having a proper conversation with you would be weird. But today wasnt. It went normal, entertaining and awesome. to me lah at least (:
So.....THANK YOU GOD!
maybe I'll go watch the chronicles of narnia tomorrow.
PS: I need popcorn. so badly...
Haha mom, you know we're not dead wei..
ReplyDeleteAnd die die also I must go find you.
So chillax. :)
Haha, your sense of direction is just awesome wei... your logic about sitting in the train too xD
And yeah, your son is just as weird as you. :)
We're really a family larrrr.... xD
eii you used the word chillax ah (: Yeah thanks about my sense of direction. I always knew I had some gifts somewhere in me. apprently in being paranoida (bagi science term sikit) lol. eh, you're as weird too okay. family mah hor ;D
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