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FANTASY LIFE.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
meet up with my bro Shah last night...
it has been more than 14 days since we last met...
paiseh being busy throughout this period of time...
trying to forget...
but the memories have been rooted firm in my heart...
the more i try to forget...
the more i am being reminded...
rained heavily last night...
ever since i small...
i used to have this habit...
sit in front of balcony door and look into the emptiness of heavy rain...
let my mind relax...
let my feelings flow...
it is the only time i feel comfortable...
went pub with jiuan hua...
QB bar lol...
since long time ago...
had become a routine patroniser...
i always went there with her...
but she is no more there...
no more... forever... ever...
tried to cut in queue on the pool table...
thought i was going to lose on the first round of challenge...
never thought that...
i won miracly...
and i won and won again...
for 4 games...
"qing chang shi yi, qiu chang de yi"?
means i been a loser on love, but a winner on pool?
is it too late to turn back now?
if only i can perform that well on love...
as what i did on pool table...
i really do my best not to think of it...
because it seems to drift away from me far...
i cannot touch it...
but my feelings towards it still strong enough to make me cry again...
sigh...
i do not want to shed any more tears...
but it is uncontrollable...
ironic is not it?
i really hardly cry...
but i really feel lost...
for this time...
---------------Leaving on Fantasy--------------- ; {10:38 AM}
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