// all abt me .
- seetee.k , as called by other Chomelians .
- turning 18 , October 11 to be precise .
- am deeply in lurf wit a guy .
- doesnt believe in true love
- happy-go-lucky . yea rite !
- beginning to give up in lurf . haha
muh wishlist .
- go back to studyin.i reeli miss studyin . haha
- get a new job , since im jobless AGAIN!
- stay strong always
- think positive all the time
- huggy2 my polar bear . hehe !
Monday, August 14, 2006
i woke up this morninto see everyone gone .either to skul or towork. and den i realisedim home alone again .i got up to see thetime . its past 10amand its time for me to get out of bed.sat by the comp andstarted surfing .out of nowhere,the skyturns grey and de rainstarted pouring . all thosememories started comingback to me . i felt helplessand all i could do was to cry .heh! wat de fuck is wrong wit me .
sheesh ! boring !
went out ytd.followed
Faizal and the rest
go cuci motor . Yus's
workshop was farking
noisy dat it started to
give me headaches
already . damn ! afta
dat we went to Geylang .
go buy things .
Decided not to follow
Wan and his frens so
we made our way to
Yishan damp . slack
thr awhile den move on
to Nee Soon Central .
was havin fun luh ridin
wit Faizal . i getto take
control of the bike
every now and then . haha
over at nee soon i get to
sit infront . fun rabak .
made our way home at
ard 11plus . sampai rumah,
dorg pegi ledge pintu.
i hadta sit outside luh for
15mins . mangkuk siol !
feared 8:35 PM
A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare.
I pray to mute despair and anguish,
To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.
Time passed. A rebel storm-blast scattered
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.
In dark days of enforced retirement
I gazed upon grey skies above
With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for, love.
Then came a moment of renaissance,
I looked up - you again are there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that`s beautiful and rare.