where thoughts materialise.

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

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Thursday, October 28, 2004

Since tuesday this week, i've been waking up every morning thinking it's a friday already.
So four pseudo-fridays after, i can finally wake up tomorrow with a surety that i can party the night through without having to wake up at the unearthly hour of 6am the next day. Trust me, the feeling of being beguiled and betrayed by none other than myself is essentially, total shite.
The weekend that never seems to arrive will finally knock on my door soon enough.

This week hasn't exactly been the best.
Immaterial yet bothersome trivialities at work make the day seem like eternity (in such ruthless fashion you can't imagine, i tell you), extending innumerable miles to the road leading to weekend-ville. But i aint gonna focus on that in this entry anyway.

But things have been looking up since yesterday.
Friends always and never fail to brighten up my days..and nights.

And through it all? I have learnt this:
Choose to face the sunlight instead of the grimy,
then the road ahead will be bright
and dark shadows will always be cast behind.

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Why did I dream of you last night?
Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light
Memories strike home, like slaps in the face;
Raised on elbow, I stare at the pale fog
beyond the window.

So many things I had thought forgotten
Return to my mind with stranger pain:
-Like letters that arrive addressed to someone
Who left the house so many years ago.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 7:52 PM

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