Tired but i can't seem to fall aslp so i ended up blog surfing...
N i learnt that pick n bite sells ying-yang, ice coffee + milo and ice milo+ hollicks. Woah... I can't wait to go back to try them.
The lil things in life u just can't forget... Ice milo + holicks... his favourite drink n we coined it mil-licks. How we would zip to PS wang jiao to get his millicks n my ying yang. Now he can get it in sch.. Wonder how the sch one's taste like.
I'm in one of my pensive, nostalgic mood once again tonite. And i had to chance upon this new drinks in sch n trigger the lil things in life which have been nicely packed up. But it's ok.... none of him is part of my mood :) Kicked that aweful habit as well. I miss sitting up n talking to friends when i'm in this mood. Miss being able to find someone to chat thru the nite... Just sitting ard over coffee or just by the beach n chatting... It's an irony how everyone here lives alone but yet i can't find someone to chat the nite thru... hmmm... did tt once only. Oh wellz..
Is the 2nd or 3rd month of exchange syndrom setting in? I'm starting to miss pple back home. Miss my friends. But i'm also starting to discover how lucky i am. How life has changed so much for me. Changed for the better... though still scarred. How many friends that i have gained. I'm indeed blessed.
Maybe i still have him to thank at the end of it all. Thank him for making me discover so much abt myself, love, wat it means to be in love, wat it means to be in a r'ship (which equals screwed up coz this word no longer seems to exist in a distinct form. It's just nothing but surrounded by an aura of grey n murk), showing me who my true friends are, showing me how we alwiz neglect the lil things in life, how family n friends mean so much and how to love. And of coz for finally getting myself down to applying for this exchange (well... it started off with me needing to leave tt misery land but it slowly evolved to one i yearned to go) n being in this miraculous place n knowing the wonderful singaporean peeps here and the other many wonderful pple. And thanks for the wonderful memories we had n pampering me. Somehow this would only be penned n never be told to him. Coz it doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't matter to me if u remember me, or 'us' n to watever us would refer to. You know, I know, some others know. N the choice of our common friends doesn't matter anymore. Choices have been made. N such choices i respect n accept.
Happiness is all that matters. Just want u & u to be happy.
To love someone is not to possess but to give happiness to him.
And so no more from me or my friends. So till the day we talk again... it would be the day u initate the conversation... not the other way round, as alwiz unless it's the last resort. N let's hope it's not when u r on low.
To end this off... something tt's on my desktop...
If you can't be with the one you love. Love the one you are with.
It's a rather sad writing. But... There's a reason u can't be with someone. A reason only God knows... n i believe one day u will know why. So love n treasure whom u haf by ya side :) Too bad.. Love exist but the one you are with doesn't exist (let's hope it's only for now... )
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