It's been too long since i've posted...

Actually there's nothing much to post. Day in day out do so much shit work, but cannot blog about it or will kena charge. So how?

I hate carrying boats. I hate carrying Motors. I am not that strong and Fit after all.

I have not been playing frisbee for far too long. Proper frisbee that is. Gone were the regular weekend trainings.

Gone were the days i could meet up with friends to catch up.

Gone are my weekends.

Gone are the days i can study.

It is a dark time indeed. Byron was right.

I am now an outsider.

I feel i don't belong.

I never belonged.

In school i was the one who shouted and made training miserable.

On sats im the one who lags.

So many comps, so many friends, so many all gone away.

Will i be able to pick up after two years?


Dear Friend.

Dearest Fren.

There are boundaries i know i should not cross.

I know that, i am not someone who is capable to take care of you as of my current predicament.

Anyone else would say the same.

Any mother would want better for their daughter.

Even i want better for you.

And i love you, dear friend.

Not because when i look into your eyes,

It tells me everything is all right

that inside this person is a love so great, maybe even greater than mine.

that this is a person, despite her flaws, is perfectly imperfect to me.

Not because you hold my hand,

To comfort me when i am down

To tell me, hey, someone loves me. More than any other person can.

To tell me her heart is in my hands, and mine in hers.

Not because you tell me that you love me, or miss me,

So that i am kept sane.

So that in the dark dark world, i know there is still warmth and comfort.

So that i know there is a Home i can come to.

Not because you confide in me,

To tell that I've done wrong for my own good.

Because there is a level of trust, respect and affection between us.

To tell me that you need me.

Not because you smile at me,

To tell me that i can make you really happy

To tell me how blessed i am to have you as a friend, with God's grace.

To show me that there is a God, because you are one of His wonders.

But rather,

It's all of the above.

I

Love

You.