Heath Ledger is dead. A very close ka tropa will soon be leaving for Singapore for the silver lining. And soon each of us will be quiting our jobs to go back to where we came from or to go to other places we've never been to before. Time can be cruel. Love can be hurtful. The thought of each of us starting over again is something scary but that's reality. I know we'll eventually find other gangs to hang out with and we'll all be reduced to mere names in each others' phonebooks. Faces of memories. Of time long ago. Of music, of beer bubbles, of merry chatters.
This is exactly what i hated most about meeting new friends. Long ago i used to be not so emotional about friendships because i've always known it'll eventually end as reality always does. i've learned to be weak since then and opened myself to being emotionally attached to people i'll eventually part with. i've accepted reality, i've learned to enjoy each moment because what is life made of? moments of course. and maybe this time i'll shed a tear or two-for the first time.
This is exactly what i hated most about meeting new friends. Long ago i used to be not so emotional about friendships because i've always known it'll eventually end as reality always does. i've learned to be weak since then and opened myself to being emotionally attached to people i'll eventually part with. i've accepted reality, i've learned to enjoy each moment because what is life made of? moments of course. and maybe this time i'll shed a tear or two-for the first time.
