Instant

boys and girls
wandering the corridor of life
some with the crowds
some with the olds

doing what their old people asked
with one goal on their forehead
forgetting the process
little do they know they
only build the laziness

label is their middle name
visiting whats cool in town
light make up, glamour gown
looking at people, down
little do they know
they're look like a clown

when the time comes for
boys and girls to live
on their own
they use the power of
their old people

living in a circle
this generation is cliche

But Them

Everything is the same
We are living under
The same sky
Standing on the
Same ground
Breathing in the
Same air

We are living
In the same space
Running the same pace
Having the same taste

Everything is the same
Even the feelings
Their words hurt us
Yet neither of them know

We hurt inside
You hurt me
She hurts you
Yet neither of them know

Everything is the same
But the people we
Shared our hearts with

Temporary

My friends and I (Kichong) went to Mikie Holiday last Wednesday. We celebrated our temporary freedom from exams. Too tired too writing it one bye one and I suppose to read some chapters for tomorrow classes. Here are the photos :) (only two btw :p)

Ironically

Sup? Mid test was over. Here I am, feeling like blogging is the wise idea. My second-to-last semester is killing me. I have a mountain of homework, presentations, quizzes and so on. The lecturers are killer. Their teaching method is scaring the hell out of me. They are like asking you questions, if you can not answer you will not sit for the rest of the lesson or (which the worst), they give you a low score. I miss my old days in university anyway. I have goals in this semester like finding a good title, maintaining my temporary GPA or increasing it, living a healthy life, etc.

Aside from uni's life, I'm so sad right now. I can't tell you what exactly it is but when you're coming home, what do you expect? When you're so tired from all your activities in this dirty world, you expect something good when you arrive at home. But what happen if your second-to-last hiding place is no different with the dirty world? That's how I feel. Like people who might famous had said, "Love is the energy that keep a person sane." Well, let me tell you, the last thing I wanna do in this corrupt life is believing in love between human. What is love, when you keep lying? What is love, when you never show your love? Love is delusional. People might fall in love, the might say they had found their soul mate, true love and another bs. I just pity them for they might wrong. They just feel that way, as long as they're happy, it's love.

So for those who have an affection on me, I'm sorry, I don' have any mutual feeling. I don't want to love.

No Longer a Teenager

So today I turned 20. I thanked God for all the things He had done for me, for His blessings. I thanked my family and friends who keep supporting me. Especially last year when I was sick, very sick, and down. Thank you for being there when I need you. I hope that my wish and your wishes on me will come into reality.

Somehow I feel like an idiot. You know what, deep in my heart, I wish he sends me a greeting for my birthday (like that text that he sent to me last year when I was sick). Ironically, it's impossible. Too dangerous to write down the reason. What if someone visiting my blog and he/she knows all means behind every sentence. Losing pride is the risk.

So, my junior friend invited me to join a reunion tomorrow. I wanted to go even I have an appointment after lunch. I can handle that but one thing. It's quite embarrassing. When I was in junior high, I only had four closest friends. Well honestly, I was popular and I had many friends when I was jhs but only us (me and my girlfriends) who went to different high school. Our ex-school has kindergarten, elementary school, jhs, and shs. So me and my four other friends went to different high school and the rest stayed in the same school. So been away for three years, it loosen our (me and the rest who stayed) knot and the opposite. I have this feeling, feeling like I'm gonna look like a complete stranger to them. I really want to go but I have no company.

Anyway, I'm in misery. I haven't got any exam results yet! and the worst part is I don't know if I'm ready to see the result. Okay...so, I'm tired of writing.

Happy birthday to Me :)

Last night...

was beautiful. You laughed and ran...with me. You were holding my hand. Your hand was so warm and big. I was the happiest girl alive. We were holding hands. But then... I woke up. It just in my dream. I think I'm gonna cry now.