silly ramblings of a silly wabbit
Sunday, July 31, 2005
4:51 PM
two more weeks to Trials. Faye, wake up! what on Earth are you doing? boing! (a bang in the head)
I've been thinking about death lately. Been wondering what is the world without me. Is it significant? Will it be as though only me not around, yet it feels like the world has depopulated? That's a question to seek. I wouldn't want to know the answer though. Who would cry for my death? Who would ponder and blame themselves for the death of mine?
Life is way too short. I still hold the policy of 'Better Late Than Never'. Yeah, I think its true that you should always tell the person you love and cherish how much you love them. How much they mean to be present in your life. Little or much, trust me, it matters. My mind concept was 'Let Action Speak Louder Than Words'. Well, I wouldn't say it isn't entirely correct. However, wouldn't it be comforting to hear that someone loves you? ahh, forgive me. I'm just feeling sappy. sappy sappy me... weeeee!
What made me become the pondering life Faye today? For YC members, remember the ever lovely couple of year 2004? okay okay. I'll just recap. Helinna and Chun Tat were dating for five years since...I have no idea when. Its not heart-agonizing to read from here(you have to get the whole package with my expressions). Cut the whole thing short, he died for her. DIED. deliberately.. Chun Tat by nature, very noisy and loud. But when it gets down with love, he gets shy. They almost broke up few weeks before the tragedy because Helinna was just heartbroken. Chun Tat was just like a touch and go boyfriend, I suppose in the manner of never expressive? oh, trust me. He was totally into her. INTO HER. After he died, the parents found a book. It was containing all the details about their ongoing relationship.. Chun Tat wrote songs and poetry for her. Upon reading it, me. the me of the me. I was beyond touched...
It was until the day. He never said anything.
By the way, this was the day he died. 31st July 2004.
YC remembers the sweet you.
....In loving memory...
da da da....
get the rawr faye:
acting all silly willy
naughty!
very smiley biggie!
most of the time crazy..
listening to crappy music?
yup. dancing is thy poison
first class exaggerator =p
slave for my own taste of lousy fashion
hairbands, enormous earrings
very fidelity
absolute
clumsy at times
non-bogus
complex
peevish in the morns
fixation on Chad M.Murray,Wentworth Miller,Oliver Goodwill
violins and ballets
au naturalle photographs
drums and guitars were yesterdays...
of ten in one are put into past. if you don't mind
bored,reading my blog this mo;
left their footprints;
