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Thursday, April 23, 2009, 9:07 PM

"Looking out over the great beyond
I've simply realised how narrow my field of vision is
It would be easier to just give up on myself
but I thought I'll stick it out as best as I could

No matter how bad today may be
It will be ok, so long as I spark up a glimmer tomorrow,
and again and again the next day

So that it goes on
So that it never fades
I'll make certain of myself
Even if I get hurt more times than I can count
I will still run ahead, wishing for the tomorrow that will surely come
Through a now-or-never today

While laying the blame on something else
By doing so I can't advance, making myself uncertain
In this instant this is the only place
I have already wasted so much

I may just want to smile and let it pass
Even if I cried yesterday
The morning that comes is still the same
Just the same one

So that it never stops
So that it never cease
I ask myself
What was lost yesterday is my own fault isn't it
It's my freedom to live the way I wish
on this now-or-never today
Like a life with no regrets

It's time to say goodbye
I'm not afraid of you
I need to walk away
Cause I don't wanna be a liar
If I cannot live my life
I am as good as dead

So that it goes on
So that it never fades
I'll make certain of myself
Even if I get hurt more times than I can count
I will still run ahead, wishing for the tomorrow that will surely come
Through a now-or-never today

So that it never stops
So that it never cease
I ask myself
What was lost yesterday is my own fault isn't it
It's my freedom to live the way I wish
on this now-or-never today
Like a life with no regrets"


23 April 2009

Hi everybody! I have not blog for a long time cause my dad don't let me use the internet and I have been figuring out the password and managed to hack in.

Lol. it may sound weird that i post some jap song's translation on the web because I find this song very inspiring and it left a deep impression on me. It taught me how to live the best I can, live the best and not to give up easily. Well, that is how I feel. (=

I know my blog is boring. I will try to take some pictures of the 304 nerds and maybe share it, if they allow or maybe some video. Actually, I don't know I should add or not?

13 days to SA1. Therefore, I am not studying today! Why? Because it is 13. I know it means 1 + 3 = 4. I am a bit supersitious now because these days, whenever I heard or saw the number 13, no apparent reason, my body began to be less active. I feel more tired than usual. No idea why. Scary isn't it?

It is not i am trying to scare you, i suddenly feel very weak when I reach home, as if i am going to collapse and I don't think it's because lack of nutrition or lack of sleep or something. Never mind i will get that off my mind.

Hope this words i wrote on top will cheer you and me up!

Ck




Sunday, April 12, 2009, 7:16 PM
12 April 2009

The Homecoming
The train zoomed by the quiet city. Cars could be seen resting in the carpark. I looked at the dark city and quieter than usual. Finally, the train reached my destination. The door took three seconds to open, as if it was too reluctant to let me free. I alighted the train, and the train's doors were closed again. It moved faster than usual, hoping to get away as soon as possible.
I stood at the platform, nothing but silence. These two years of reforming had finally ended. Would I still have the cheek to face them again, my family and friends? After all the things I had done wrong? The silence seemed to answer my question. I brought the thoughts with me all the way home.
I walked till I was at my flat. My mind filled with different mixture of emotions, different tastes. The sweetness of joy, the bitterness of sorrow, the dry taste of happiness etctera. I jumped into the lift and hit the eleven button. The lift rose slowly, as if it was not wanting to move.
I came out of the lift, seeing all the neighbour's door shut. Were they avoiding me? I moved towards my unit. There hung "Home Sweet Home". Was home really that sweet? I hesitated. My body did not want to move. I tried to press the doorbell but my hand was struggling to control itself. Then, I saw the lock was not there. I opened and it creaked quite sharply but softly. I pushed open the door and slowly entered the house. I entered my room. It lookes the same, the same time I left two years ago!
However, my wife was not there. Neither were my children nor parents were here too! I checked the cupboard. There were nothing there except that some spiders bulit their house over there. I took the family photo and looked at it the final time. Teardrops stained on the photo. I tore it into two pieces, one side it was me, the other, was my family, but I did not know at the other side of Earth, my family was laughing, smiling but not aware of the homecoming, not aware of my existence. Chains one again warped around my broken heart, chains of sorrows.

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