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We watch the season pull up its own stage And catch the last weekend of the last week Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced Another sun soaked season fades away. |
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It's still puzzling how I sit at home and think about what went wrong while my friends out there are busy with school. It's the college's Open House today. I was thinking how when they introduce the Exco Members, now there'll be one short. If I go today, then it would make sense, won't it? I'm a J1 student too. Something very wrong happened in my life. I am scared to go out. I am scared to face the outside world. What would I say? Hey how's school. Because I don't know what it's like. I am afraid to meet people now. I have to go to school one last time though, to fill in the forms. But, I won't let them know when. I don't wanna meet anybody. Today is Sujah's birthday. And I sit at home and wish her Happy Birthday because life sucks like that. Anyway, Happy Blessed Nineteenth, Dear Oldie (: I wish I could be homeless. Then Accommodation wouldn't cost me a fortune. I wrote a long mail to my brother. The last line was, I'll be a success one day. Just watch me. I am over ambitious. Maybe that has been the problem all along. |