its amazing how time flies.
but when i walk the path we used to walk
together,
the blood rushes
the memories flood back
it seems like u have only left
yesterday.
so when will tomorrow bring the feelings back again?

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year recedes before us.
It eluded us then, but that's no matter-
tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further...And one fine morning -
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
F.Scott Fitgerald, The Great Gatsby

the enemy is anybody who's going to get u killed,
no matter which side he's on.
joseph heller, catch-22

a book for your notes and scribbles,
an organiser for u to keep track of things,
a pouch to keep the cards,
a pen for the forgetful u to jot down notes,
sweets to keep u awake during lectures,
eyedrops to keep your contacts clean, infection free,
lipbalm to keep dry, chipped lips away.

i wish i can give more than that.

happy birthday to u, loke.
it's your 20th.

WHEEEEE!

throw it away
forget yesterday
i'll make the great escape.

class 3 license attained. EEEEEEEEEEe YAAAAAAY!!!