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From Singapore With Love

Back to Singapore already. Holiday's overrrrr.
This time means no more slacking. I hope. LOL

It's 3.39am.
There were 2 things happening today.
Both got me confused and somewhat questioning the whole 'destiny' thing.
Let me get this clear, it's not about the consolidation hamper I haven't touch a bit but shld have been submitted in 2 days.
Nor about the test that's coming up on the same day.
I'm sure you got something better to do than hearing me grumbling about this particular lecturer,
since I know MANY did already. LOL



Cut to the story.

The first one is about the.. same person I blog previously.
The one I waved goodbye?
Well..
I know he said 'keep in touch' but I thought it would be some kind of
'a-friendly-but-rarely' chat.
So I was a bit taken aback when he sent instant messages.
It's not like I wasn't happy about it.
I was. I am.
But I was also confused.
I thought that day he left was the end, you know.
And now.. I don't know what to think anymore.
I don't know where I stand. And I hate that feeling.
The feeling of uncertainty, how to react. How to feel.

Oh, once during the holiday, I told mom everything.
What happened, what I felt, what I feel.
And it amazed me how much I talk about him.
That he was different (but you've read the previous blog, haven't you)
That the more I knew him, the more I wanted to ask for more.

Well, this one. I left this one.
I'll just wait. And see what future holds ;)




The second one that recently occupied my mind.
Is.. About someone I haven't thought about quite awhile.
There are too many little coincidence happened.
Little details.
Then the dream started. Again.
After soooo loooong I thought I had forgotten.
But maybe this one, this one is my weakness.
Maybe I've been fooled myself all this time.
Maybe I've been pretending unconsciously.
That the dam I built would last forever.
Maybe the current was too strong.
Or the wood patches wasn't as compact as I've expected to be.
For all I know, the flood of memories nearly swept me away.
But I won't let myself drown.
I am tougher than last time, remember? ;)

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