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Thursday, February 24, 2005
sabah. i miss u.
[listening to Sabasket Athem: take me to ur heart, MLTR]

tt song brings back memories.. i rem clearly.. on the day of our departure..

on the bus.. i sang tt song. along wif several others. at the air port.. many of us were tired.

haix.

i rem the times. in sabah.. when i was feeling down.. feeling lonely..

i jux took my slping bag. armed wif a pen n my diary..

i turn on tis song. sat there.. n started writing..

at one pt. or another. i fell aslp. to tis song.

come to tink of it. tis june. will b our 1yr anni.

wow. time flies.

i rem the times. when we didnt even know each other.

i didnt tok to u guys.

i didnt noe u guys.

i didnt care abt who u guys are.

but.

i made friends. friends tt always stood by me. n still standing now.

we may not keep in contact as often. we may not see each other as often.
we may even forget the times we spent in sabah.

but i hope. we wont forget. the friendship we forged. the moment. sabasket is formed.

i m sad. tt the trip came to an end. i was tired pysically. at the sepilok airport on our way to brunei. i was v sianx. seriously. n if u guys noe. my v good bros n sis.. took a wonderful pic of me slping.. yes~ its well taken.. i dun really wanna go back. call it escaping reality.. or wateva u wan. but. i noe. life. is going back to normal. it was a good break from the normality of life. but. to return to my way of life. it was a warm feeling.. yet. it took a bit of courage to feel. BACK AT HOME..

many of u may hav been bored wif tis song.. tt till now. i m listening to. but. i love tis song.
tis song. contains all my memories. expresses all my feelings. listening to it. often brings tears to the eye. n i try to listen to it.. only if i'm feeling down..

brings me back to the days of laughter. sadness. loneliness. a mixture of all my emotions.
actually. the days in sabah.. is slipping away from me.. when i m in the midst of all tt hw frenxy..
it is only now.. tt i slow down. n search for. account for. look for. explain for. all the feelings. the bottled emotions of my heart.

in the midst of my laughter. my happiness.. my anger? in sabah.. i guess.. the one side tt i nv showed anyone in YJ is. the sadness tt i feel. no one has eva seen me sad b4. i mean the YJcians. even in ZHSS. but. everytime i embrace sadness. i embrace it alone. i dun wanna let sadness spread. u may not agree. but. sadness. does. spread. n hav an effect on ppl.
no. i'm not encourraging to keep all ur feelings bottled up alone. nope. share it. sometimes. it really helps. i agree..

i dunno y suddenly i hav so much emotions running thru me. i'm feeling disappointed wif myself. n i listened to tis song. n. it made me write wat i feel down here. i really thk u guys. for having tis blog. for listening to me tok abt my feelings.

come to tink of it. i'm not really embracing my sadness alone now. cos. i'm sharing wif u guys. =)
tts a heartening thought.

i rem the nite. the nite aft the bbq. nope. i'm not really sad. every ting goes in a circle. wats starts mux end. tts how tings work. haix. yes. sadly.

i'm starting to understand the meaning of regret even more in my short span of writing time. as in. i seem to understand the meaning of regret.. as i type tis blog.. i really hate. not being able to hold on to as much of sabah as i can. haix. i really wanna go back. but, as someone told me b4. going back would nv be the same. tings will nv happen for a second time. tings will change. the only ting we can do. is to relieve those memories. n make new ones. while the old ones. stays in our head. haix.

i guess. tts all for now. i really miss everyting. i need it. i need a break. i need. i need. haix.

i love sabah. i miss it. nv gonna get over it.

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