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| so another year has (almost) passed.
I suppose its time for one of those reflective/contemplative entries to wipe the slate clean, leaving it fresh for whatever the next year has to bring. Only a few more weeks until 2007 ends - a year where the class of '06 left the sheltered world where people, routine and environment were certain and predictable, where the years beyond held hope and excitement, where each of us promised that friendships and life as we knew it would not end, but simply would be adapted to the wider scope of the "real world".
So the past few weeks, maybe even the entire the past year, can not be said to have any clear definition. Days merge into one another, time slows, quickens its pace, becomes ignored altogether. Moments in time strung together, pieces put together then broken apart, smiles mark their presence before being replaced.
After exams, havent been doing much - just the usual: shopping, eating (maybe too much of it because i think im spending more than what im earning ><), bumming for days on end basically going out for the sake of being out, rather than at home. Working - which is relaxing especially if no students show up, meeting up with friends who are overseas for these holz. December also meant alot of bdays - dots(which I hope she liked our present and our card - lol even though i wrote ur message right in front of u), and mius where i got to see people i havent seen in ages. It was nice - just simply being surrounded by people uve become so comfortable and familiar with after 6 yrs of being together, catching up with those uve kindof lost the closeness u had with in skool. Makes u feel nostalgic. Not that this past year hasnt been eventful, it sure has (as some ppl may know), but sometimes its nice to know that things havent changed as much as you thought they had.
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| the perfect ordinary day... during a wkday, when you wake up and the suns already out ( best at around 9 or 10am), you get dropped off at the station, and the train arrives just as you take that last step down the platform stairs, you get a good window seat in a 2 seater, your mp3 battery isnt dead or dying, u havent forgotten ur fone or realized uve forgotten anything at all, the train arrives on time, no delays, you walk out, maybe bump into a few friends, walk to your first class... ....which wasnt as boring as you thought, that person calls u to meet up, you 2 maintain a nice convo without any awkward moments, and it ends with a smile. | | |
| its like a series of new beginnings~ | | |
| its been a holiday of firsts...never really thought it wouldend so soon... seemed like the days would stretch on forever, laughing andeating out with friends, exploring new places, experiencing new and unfamiliaremotions...but it really has come to an end, hasnt it?
for me, i still have another week...but since its usyd oweek, it just wont be the same like the weeks before. i can still recall thatmoment of happiness, "pens down", my last HSC exam - english extension,sighs of relief, people jklingly bagging me out for having no more exams whilstmost still had chem or legal or bio or whatever else that was left to studyfor. didnt really know what to expect, was shocked, i mean 4 months ofnothingness... what i had always dreamed of, what had caused me to envy thegraduating class in the years gone by.
even though things may not have turned out as i have liked to, even though iseem to be back to where i was at the beginning in some ways, but drasticallychanged in another sense...i survived the best i could, which anyone would. friendshipshave bloomed...other(s) withered away into dust...the past 17 to 18 yearsalmost becoming a distant memory.
to those friendships that are only a shadow of what theyonce were, the smoke that remains after a flame has died away; its notthe end, maybe one day we can appreciate each other's company like we once did. | | |
| so the last remaining moments of what has been begin to diminish into nothingness,
perhaps like they never existed in the first place, (which one/some wishes were true).
because all the ink's run out.
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