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Sunday, August 27, 2006
heyy people,
my second post of the day.
i'll just like to say that i enjoyed this week that i've just spent. although it might seem cloudy, i guess there is still light at the end. i thank all the indian girls who came and didn't blame me for being such a lousy host. thanks to all the SCGS girls too, for bearing with my somewhat cold attitude. i wasn't very high throughout this week. hope y'all would understand. it's something very confusing. haha, i don't think most would understand. oh, thanks also for ALL the presents. i really appreciate them. so sorry i didn't get some for you =
besides, all the best for everything ahead. and see you girls in October for India and probably next year for the SCGS girls. we could still meet up somehow though...
i finally realise why i felt so empty. it's due to a memory shouting out from the deepest areas of my heart. they're telling me to look back, turn around and see something that was left behind..
i turned my head and realised that there were smitthereens of shiny particles shattered all over the ground. curious, i walked towards it, with nervousness and a little fear. but as i got close to it. i started crying.. it was a photo. what photo most of you might be asking right now. well... it's a photo of everyone in SLC, all the OT, all the facs, all the participants and all the other priceless people. it was shattered into pieces, into fragments. it's time to fix it back together, to uphold the promises we have made. remember, no goodbyes right? so why is everyone totally almost disconnected?
i thought the promise would link us back into one big picture. but i guess the puzzle would not be complete without a little help. can't you see everyone is drifting further away? into their own realms. soon, we would just be pass by and say hi type of "friends". in my opinion, friends are people you could trust, you could love and people you would do anything for.
don't let it fade, don't let it dissolve in the busy lives that deludes us from what is true.
true friendship would prevail. i have faith. God, help us.
Friends have X-ray vision. they do not judge who you are by your outsides, but your insides. they are the ones who stick to their own right and views about you although others speak otherwise. they are the ones who would trust you when no one does. and they are the ones who are always there for ya. thanks to everyone that was always there. that includes everyone from my family too.
haha, i'm saying till this seems like some eulogy. it's all true...
walking down the memory lane,
all i feel is pain.
scars embedded in my heart.
love,
~emma
forget me not.
12:02 AM
