Dearest..

I've plenty of time to think about things today, since I was waiting for the rain to stop at the LRT station.

Is it foolish to so? I wonder why it attracts stares to be sitting there writing this very entry(which i'm typing down now). I'm merely grasping this opportunity to captivate this wonderful moment.the sky seems to show no sign of relenting, and in fact, the rain is beating down even harder.Perhaps it's just a chance for me to think. How often do people get to sit at lrt stations, waiting for the rain?

Ok. I'm bored. So is this entry. Argh i'm rambling on.. but no one cares la..

Hmm.. perhaps i shall bring it back to what i was pondering about just now. Choices. If i had chosen to take the bus then, I wouldnt be stranded in this station. By this time, i'll probably be cosy and warm in bed. But then, i hadn't expected the rain to come down so fast. One moment it was all sunshine, and the next moment, it pours.

Life is so much like this. Unpredictable.

Since i have already taken this path, i might as well go ahead. not backwards. make the best out of pioneer.


yeah hc please help me correct my grammar.

And history repeats itself

so tears are rolling down my cheeks.. all over again and again and again..

i just don't understand. why. these things always happen to me.

When i saw the ODAC list posted up, and my name wasn't there.. all the things just came hitting me like a blow. Right there straight in my face. and all past memories just came flying back. this listing meant so much to me. i pinned 99% of my hopes on it and just 1% on canoe. i tried so hard to redeem myself for not doing the caterpillar. i did everything i could. i screamed. i initiated. i led. i followed.

Yet.





where were you when i needed you most?

"i have lessons. bye."
"why are you crying over such a little thing? trying to attract attention is it?"