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sanling [me]
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yink is here to blog again... this time with my own computer cause i was writing the testimonial thingy to send to Mrs PAP so i decided that i should drop by at our lil blog!
anyway, life is filled with disappointments.
when you think that something would finally go your way,
you're WRONG.
you're fucking wrong.
it just comes suddenly, when youre unprepared.
seriously, i was. but what can i do?
i gotta learn to accept it.
lucky for me, i have the support of my DARLINGS
esp tata! my 12-years lao peng you, drawing class mates,
hongkong traveller, singer, kboxer, shaker, log cabiner [winks]
and most importantly,
GIRLFRIEND!
thank you thank you thank you.
i dare not imagine what life would be without the support of my GIRLFRIENDS.
i think i'd probably die after today.
but NO. i did not.
whats with taking chances anyway?
life is full of chances
but why must it shatter when i happen to grab one?
... is this retribution for eating too many fishes in my past life?
hmmm, i wonder.
hah. its 12.16am atm. maybe its true when they say that thoughts start to flow freely when at 12am and after that.
because i have so much to say. but i dont know how to put it into words..
She was kind of fragile
and she had a lot to grapple with
but basically she kept it all inside.
Childlike and effervescent,
with a well of pain the depth of
I could not imagine if I tried.
Never thought that I would hear them say,
Twister went and threw it all away.
She was kind of magical,
her laughter sent you casually
floating through a moment of release.
Dear God, it's all so tragic and
I'll never have the chance to feel
the closure that i ultimately need.
No, I'd never pray there'll come a time,
twister'd went and leave it all behind.
Lord, I pray she's found some peace
and her soul's somewhere at ease.
Yeah I'm feeling kind of fragile and
I've got a lot to handle but
I guess this is my way of saying goodbye.
<3yink
girlfriends.
3:08 PM
i imagine us
10 years later
sitting at pump room
with the big tower of beer
thinking of orange bowl
and reminiscing the good old days

