Metamorphosing; Capturing the sweetness in life: October 2007

Friday, October 19, 2007

Well, life just.... goes on, i think

After talking to one of my friends recently, i suddenly feel that what i have done previously for someone seems to be redundant. I guess he is correct - a shattered glass is always broken. No matter how much i do to do the patching, there will always be this little crack appearing at the surface of the glass. It cannot be remove, and cannot be conceal. It will just appear to de-value the whole glass.

I guess this is happening to everyday lives. I think i have been trying to hold on to something that does not exist anymore.Something that i thought would be everlasting. Sometimes, i thought would be good enough to call a friendship. I must be foolish to hold on to it. Haha, i guess it is time to let this go and take up new committments.

Pinning and hoping does not work anymore. I miss the vacation break, i miss the mooncake festival, i miss the boat, i miss the entire timing. There are times where i really thought of pressing the dial button or even the 'send' button. There are times i really hope that when we bump into each other again, at least we would stop by to say hi. There are times where i really hope that things could have a turning point and things would have been better. But, what i see is a coward guy not being able to press the dial button, not being able to face the reality.
Just simply miss off. What can be done? Let go and forget it.
There are so many things to be said and done. But, it always get struck at the mouth.

Recently, tried out the new application - Facebook. Not bad, quite fun and interesting though.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Just...

If you know what i am tied down with, it would be very nice...

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Just so blank

This year seems to be an odd and weird year. (Am i resigining to the fate that the rest of the year would be bad? Well, nope.)

It is indeed funny. Fancy bumping into you for 3 times today, yet i have to assume that we are just but strangers. (Do i know you?) So much for 2 years. So much for so many things. So much for these. From strangers to friends, from friends to buddies, from buddies to brothers, and from brothers back to strangers. This is indeed funny. Can those histories be just erased off, like chalk on the board?

Sometimes, i really hope that there is this person (existing on Earth) appearing at the crucial moment, listening to me and let me do anything that i would really wanted to. Let me vent out all the long-forgotten stress and strain. Let me.. Would such person appear?

Just feeling so... blank