Deja Vu
so after ingesting box after box of kfc drumlets in typical glutton fashion and letting lu ( no not lulu 1 & 2 - not either of you ) kick my ass in pool we find ourselves sitting at starbucks at wheel lock place.
the distinct feeling that i was here around this time last year just can't be shaken off. the differences - i was sitting alone in the air con section, underneath a pile of notes. today there was lu shahfiq elisha and gang... chain smoking away while i continue to wither from second hand smoke. today there were no notes. but the similarity - there was a problem and it was raining.
as they joked, cajoled, and dared - i sat in quiet solitude staring at the rain drops fall from the sky, noticing the occasional pretty face - that really ain't that pretty - walk by, occasionally exchanging words with lu bout rugby. and the same question as last year drifted around in my mind: what is going on ?
just like last time. i get the same answer from my head. i don't care. i am not of flesh and blood, i have no emotions, there is nothing you can take and break. i am of steel. because there really is much more to life than this. that might be true but might it be true too when everything else is in place?
its nice to know there are those you are tight with, but there is only so much they can shield you from. amos said i'm into the melancholic cause i like nickelback - yes i am - sadness is a natural element of my life. i live with it. bear it. i am its epitomy.
the distinct feeling that i was here around this time last year just can't be shaken off. the differences - i was sitting alone in the air con section, underneath a pile of notes. today there was lu shahfiq elisha and gang... chain smoking away while i continue to wither from second hand smoke. today there were no notes. but the similarity - there was a problem and it was raining.
as they joked, cajoled, and dared - i sat in quiet solitude staring at the rain drops fall from the sky, noticing the occasional pretty face - that really ain't that pretty - walk by, occasionally exchanging words with lu bout rugby. and the same question as last year drifted around in my mind: what is going on ?
just like last time. i get the same answer from my head. i don't care. i am not of flesh and blood, i have no emotions, there is nothing you can take and break. i am of steel. because there really is much more to life than this. that might be true but might it be true too when everything else is in place?
its nice to know there are those you are tight with, but there is only so much they can shield you from. amos said i'm into the melancholic cause i like nickelback - yes i am - sadness is a natural element of my life. i live with it. bear it. i am its epitomy.
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