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Sunday, July 26, 2009
Aftermath
I can't remember when was the last time i laze around in the middle of the night.
Yet I am doing so right now and it all started off when i login to my friendster account. Something i have not done so for a long long time.
Something i tend to avoid to.

It was one of my last link to his existence.
Clicking onto this profile just make it feels as though he is still alive.
Yes, i still can't accept this reality of life that someone has to die eventually.

I believe it was two years ago after his accident when i started to push myself to my limits to sleep 5 hours a day and to do things the entire day.
2 simple reasons:
To tired myself out so i do not have time to stop and think the incident.
To make full use of the time I have on earth for i can rest all i want when i die.

There are people who wanted to achieve so much things but couldn't. People like him.
So why spending most of your life sleeping away or lazing around?

I must agree, during these period of time, everything go as what i want and most of my time was made full use of. Its something i am proud of doing.
Nonetheless,with so many stuff to handle and think about, people tend to forget the things that drive them or motivate them in the first place. And as expected, i now seems to forget who this person is to me or how he even look like.

Perhaps its the entire going back to camp that led me to have such emotion all of the sudden.
The place is still there, but the people changes.
And if he is still there, will the things be the same as it is right now?



I just want to lay my existence to those around me.
There are just so much things I can still achieve.
So much things i have yet to do
So much goodness to be done.



So just let me push myself forward a little bit more.


Catching the falling leaves ...[2:17 AM]
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