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Showing posts with label Diary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diary. Show all posts

Tuesday, 30 April 2013

I still love you.

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It has been almost 4 years now since the first day you became mine.
I still remember our first date.
You and I walk together, clinging close to me not wanting to let me go.
Hugging me, caressing me.
Making me feel like I am your world.

You were my only one,
And I went everywhere with you.
Everywhere.
Anywhere.

You have been there for me.
Taking everything that I throw at you.
Through thick to thin, rain or shine, you are still there, silently, faithfully,
Waiting for me to caress you back.
Waiting to feel the love from me.
Waiting for me to fulfill my promise.
To spent time with you.

But I never did.

Before I knew it,
4 years have passed.

Those sparkling smile, has become sallow,
The not-wanting-to let-go hugs, has become perforce,
The loving caress has become bitter blister,

When I was being too rough to you,
you lay there, silently took it, blow-by-blow,
I thought you were enjoying it,
as much as I do.
Oh how wrong can I be.


When you cried,
during most of our dates,
almost all...of our dates.
I thought it was normal,
Oh how stupid can I be.


I know this post,
will not make up for all that I have done.
However, I hope it is not too late to tell you.




















That I still love you.

I do,
even after I have bought new shoes,


No shoes caress my feet like you do.














Updated 8.5.2013, shout out to +Suhaida Sulaiman for correcting my mistakes. Thanks :D

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Tuesday, 19 March 2013

DreamCatcher

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Yesterday, I had a weird dream (yes, I did wash my feet), it is so weird that I had to make a post about it.

"You must not be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling."
Christopher Nolan, Inception: The Shooting Script 

My Weird Dream.

*Like any other dream, I can not remembered all the details, just bits and pieces of it before I woke up.*

Situation : Lining up to receive my Diploma during my convocation day.


So, I lined up to receive my diploma, during the wait, I started to recalled back all the hardships, all the joy and pain and all the experience I had gain during my studies. I was so emotional at that moment (every grad student will know this feeling), I almost shed a tear. Almost.

I managed to control my feeling, and while waiting, I saw my fellow classmates are allowed a short speech after receiving the diploma, and then before I realise it, my brain already started to think of a speech for me to say.


Then, the moment of truth, my name was called, I walk gracefully onto the stage. Then I went to the podium and give my speech. (Bear (RAWR) in mind, I am still sleeping and all of this happens in my dream.)


This is the speech that I delivered with full emotion.


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Our Time 
(The title is something that I came up afterwards.)

   I would like to give a bundle of thanks to my parents, my lectures, and of course to all my friends. Thank you. It has been a roller coaster of fun, anger, surprise, fear, sadness, anticipation and joy. How ever, my journey,*slight pause* OUR journey,  is far from over, it is not the end, it is just the end of the beginning. 

   And our new chapters in life is going to be filled with new hardships, new challenges and of course, new rewards. Let us all embrace our future and embark to our journey, TOGETHER, hand in hand, making a mark in this world.

   It is our time to shine. It is our time to colour our future. Guys.., no,*Slight pause and inhale* LADIES AND GENTLEMAN,  THIS is our TIME.

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At that last sentence, the crowd was cheering and clapping, I got goosebumps all over, and I just can not hold it in anymore. Tear drops are running down my cheeks, with my scroll in my hand squeezed tight, I raised it high to the sky.

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By raising my fist in my dream, I immediately I woken up, with my hands in the air, and I was crying. It.felt.so.REAL. I grab my phone and quickly jot everything before I forgot about it. and here we are. What is so weird is that I did not even attend my diploma's graduation,


so who's memory is that?



Did these guys put it in my mind?







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