I’ve no idea where this came from… suddenly it just flows from the mind, in desperate attempt to describe myself. for friendster that is. Not saying this is a great poem but I’m saying I’m rather surprised that I can actually prose myself in such a manner. Been reading too many books and too many poems I guess?? The last time I read one is my own made up tribute to the graduates..when was then?? Oh yeah during August. Look it up in the August posts.

*sigh* i used to dream that I can write poems and nice stories…but yeah, it got boring I guess…and I don’t have that writing talent…so there the dream goes with the wind, and will only return to me when it wants me or when I need it most. Like the one up there, it suddenly flows in desperate moments. I really like this one though…could call it one of my best, cheh!

Two more days to go… Lord we are always counting the days, aren’t we?

One more exam to go…which is Population and society, should have started reading on it…can’t stop thinking about home and the dread of having only a week in Singapore!

After leaving home to and fro for already three years, I’m still not getting used to staying away from home, will always be missing them. I wish I could just stay at home, do the cooking, bake nice cakes or desserts and the housechores for my mother, giving lessons to my not so little siblings, go jamming with my brother, back to my old job of ironing my father’s uniform, reading cool books, race in Need for Speed, and watching Charmed or One Tree Hill or rerewatch A Walk to remember, all time chick flick fave..

I do miss my ole life, instead of this ever busy days that I’m facing…though I love what I’m doing now. and may not exchange it for anything ……

still searching for that purpose of living…and still waiting for the Only One to come along, wonder where he got lost to, he’s really taking his own sweet time finding the way, finding me. ; )