A Game Called Lets Not.
Lets not get all emo while singing the last hymn for the last mass you'll be attending in your church for awhile.
Lets not get all emo when friends hug and wish you luck.
Lets not be sad that your little brother probably wouldn't be as little anymore when you see him next.
Lets not be sad that your parents are growing old, and that they're probably sadder than you are, but are better at putting on a brave front (heck, I'm getting all teary-eyed just typing out this blog).
Lets not count the days til you will be coming back again.
Lets not count the changes you will miss.
Lets not get all emo when friends hug and wish you luck.
Lets not be sad that your little brother probably wouldn't be as little anymore when you see him next.
Lets not be sad that your parents are growing old, and that they're probably sadder than you are, but are better at putting on a brave front (heck, I'm getting all teary-eyed just typing out this blog).
Lets not count the days til you will be coming back again.
Lets not count the changes you will miss.
posted by Keem at 8:38 PM
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Woman. You're still in Malaysia.
Be strong, you must. =P
*WAILS*
Not Kuching =(
Sorry btw that I couldn't meet up again before I run off. Perhaps you will fly there to see me? =)
ugh, you've just perfectly described the situation i now find myself in. perhaps instead of writing anything, i shall cut and paste what you said into my own blog hahaha.
isn't it funny though, one thing i realised, when you KNOW you have to say goodbye to someone, suddenly you realise all the little things you took for granted before as well as want to tip-toe around them so as to not start up any fights ...
interesting.
ugh, you've just perfectly described the situation i now find myself in. perhaps instead of writing anything, i shall cut and paste what you said into my own blog hahaha.
isn't it funny though, one thing i realised, when you KNOW you have to say goodbye to someone, suddenly you realise all the little things you took for granted before as well as want to tip-toe around them so as to not start up any fights ...
interesting. be strong
Sounds all too familiar kim....too familiar. tearing at the libary typing ur blog...yes...ditto! *hugz* It be ok, be strong.
anonymous.. you are? where are u from and where are u flying off to? best of luck!
lc.. i know i will. what with friends there and you guys here to root for me =) and the man of course (go get my drink, bitch =)
danielsan.. plenty of ppl from Kuching who blog. i've got some on my list on the right panel of my blog
lol...that's soo cute, you saying that!! The man is gggGREAT if he does.. hehe
It's alright. You buy me ticket, I fly there see you. =P
oh oh... thanks for the cookies!!! but i havent actually got it from mike. -___-"
Kim, at least u have make the first step... unlike me... kinda a coward to make the first step for what I want...
At least u know u are heading on something u love doing... u can do...
For me, i only know how to cry... stupid isn't it?
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