Can't believe this day's finally here.
You two are leaving in less than 7 hours. Hayley cried for so long on that footpath...but I couldn't even shed a tear. Now here I am, with tears silently streaking down my cheeks.
Three years...Man, it's been three years. Only three years.
In comparison to other friendships, it seems so little. Yet three years can change a lifetime. And that's what you both have done for me.
It still hasn't struck that this is goodbye. I don't know what tomorrow is going to be like... traversing the same roads but with empty memories contained within those physical mementos. It's strange, when he left, all I have now is a house. Yet it's all fenced up. But deep down, that place still contains remnants of each breath, of the time together. Memories slowly fade, yet emotions remain.
I wonder what it's going to feel like now, going to the fish and chip shop. When can I next have a double meat burger in the park? How many people left is there to spam to go to Fendalton Library? Who else can I randomly just ask to go to the mall? How many houses can I just crash right now?
Then there's Eugene, who I said goodbye to yesterday. Even though we only met for one year, you've added that tiny sparkle to my life.
Hayley asked if I regret ever meeting anyone. I never will. No matter what sort of person they are, they added that extra bit of colour to my life. And I'm grateful.
You know, everyone is so different. With the beach day, as that group of guys walked down the mountain, we realised just how much of an individual everyone is. Even just physically, there's all three races represented, let alone personality and beliefs wise...each of them are just so unique and special. Yet that is the amazing power of friendship.
Even in this group of "asian-dominated girls" who to any outsider seems the same, each of us are so different too. It's incredible sometimes when you think about it.
The power of friendship.
A song keeps playing in my head,
Forever young
I want to forever young...
I miss you.
Sunday 13 December 2009
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Let’s dance in style,
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Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst,
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever,
We don’t have the power but we never say never,
Sitting in a sandpit,
Life is a short trip,
The music’s for the sad man,
Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young, I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever
Yes I want to live forever, forever... young.
ReplyDeleteI just want to look young until the day I die. I don't want to live forever.
ReplyDeleteLOL! Eva X) its about being young on the inside.
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ReplyDeleteHigh school life is fascinated.
ReplyDeleteYou jog my memory that I enjoyed in high school. That is a fantastic period, indeed. But when I recall, I always feel a slight regret.
We entered the school silently. Yet we left.
Three year is either short or long time.
It is a short time compared with your lifetime, while it is a long time for your teen time.
As my teacher said, when you in high school, you will have a feeling of changes in your body everyday:
We form our style and character in high school.
ONCE……
We were in anxiety. We were in arrogance. We once have a dream that world around us. we also had a sadness that the reality seems not like what we thought.
We tried to find out our perfect freedom.
We tried to seek our true love.
We tried …………
Without a doubt, those tryouts are always in vain. We paid for our unrealistic thought, and meanwhile, were in deep distress.
But, we just tried. We really feel what we need to feel as a teenager. Those feeling-tryouts once bought us sorrow seem have a profound meaning for our lifetime.
I appreciate the time I experience in high School. Not only I have learnt a lot of knowledge, but I get some fascinating feelings.
As for the time in high school, I really want to say: sometimes, when we lost it, we began to value it.
Despite of some reluctance and regret, we need to move on in confidence.
sorry to point this out alysha...but u hav a typo....it's i want to BE forever young....LOl...
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