__ an ode
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Huiling if your reading this, i want to say a big thank you for hearing me out and do not worrie babe.. i'll read the wonderful book u lent to me . I realli loved the horoscope reading u gave me just now. i hope that it would come true. " if i decide to walk a different path, it will be more rewarding " ..
i'm officially a student of 06A01. Together with Farahin n HuiLing. I'm still getting used to the fact of having ACTUAL westwoodians as my classmates in school again, but it'll sure be fun. I know tht it would be fine.. well at least i hope. Geography lesson was fun and Ms Lee was so sweet to ask me whether i was fine with the lesson. gosh.. somehow i feel tht things are both falling apart and falling into place concurrently, well... tht just means there won't be any net movement n i'll just stagnate in between my turbulence.
I think it would be easier for me to let go of 05S04 once my friends move on. Its like once i reassure myself tht my friends don't really miss me so much, my mind would psychologically alter itself to attain such acceptance too. But as each day pass, i just find it harder n harder to let go. Life's unfair ; she plays with my memories n heart just like that. Once again, Rez saed she missed me.. but.. but.. i dun want you to miss me.. i want u guys to move on.. and do well and run away frm the stewpid college.. all tht i ask for is to not forget me.. just not forget me..
Transitional changes are difficult i guess... Drama.. 05S04.. myself.. randomness.. i feel so random.. i may laugh... i may smile.. i may cry.. but i wonder.. who is the real Jaryl?.. sometimes i just look across the canteen and feel nothing but astabbing feeling.. i feel like i want to cease waving aound like a loony, i want to cease all this attention.. i feel abit lost.. but at the same time i don't want anyone to be worried or concern about me.. jealousy/angst/hatred/fear/love
i think my mom is sad tht i chose to go arts.. sigh.. i don't noe wad to do..
escape from the grasp and fly away
soar through the skies to a better day
let go and forgive ; of the storms behind
for all we did ; pretence and blind
to say goodbye and see u go
would be nothing of a furrow
its okay, i'll be fine
thanks for being tht gentle flower in the breeze
we'll meet again..
i p r o m i s e
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