the noose

running from your past is like running in circles.

all this time, we got the fable of sleeping beauty wrong. the prince didnt kiss her to wake her up. no one who's slept for a hundred years is likely to wake up. it was the other way around. he kisses her to wake himself up from the nightmare that has brought him there.

I don't know about angels, but it's fear that gives men wings.
fear, is what i fear.

coincidence

man talk about coincidence

so my previous post was on wednesday morning before i headed to school. guess who i met in the bus on the way to school?

the girl who i gave the rose to! :D

really happy to see her did something(not gonna tell what!) when she knew i was gonna sit beside her.

so anyyyywaaaayy. report done 60pages. powerpoint presentation left. at least the hard part is done.
and of course, can i have more of what happened on wednesday please? thanks. :D

memories dont lie

so i went back to BBSS Rugby Alumni's training last Saturday. altho a handful turned up, we played a game. my stamina was like nowhere to be seen la >.> and i kinda forget a few tricks and even mr feidzal yell "hey syafiq! all these years what happened to you man!"

>.<

to be honest, i kinda miss playing the sport that i love most. alot of fond and bad memories which we brought up during our talk cock session after the game. Edward, Alex, Emmanuel, Amirul, Edward, Jon Lee, me, and Mr Feidzal. (i still call him Mister because i still respect him :D) but really, we talked about rugby and about everything we can think of. i kinda miss the old secondary school days too, where the fun never stops. :(

modeled abit fer jon's photography thingy. not easy to be model k. and jon took my most embarrassing shot grrrr.

went to my cousin's wedding banquet. awesome food awesome company awesome photo taking sessions. as i sat by my table eating my awesome chicken(i made myself hungry here while typing this), i saw this particular rose on the table. the stalk's length was about the width of my palm and suddenly someone came to my mind. that particular someone was the first girl that i have ever given a rose to. usually she wouldnt just flash by my mind, but it was the stalk's length, therefore the length of the rose reminded me of her.

i still remember that night when i gave the rose to her. desmond toh and i wanted to give a rose to our dates. so he bought two, had the florist to cut the stalk cuz it was tooo long to carry it everywhere. so i kept both in my blazer(lol ya blazer, Dinner and Dance night :p). the attempt to hide it from everyone obviously failed and everybody started to ask questions. haha i just painly blushed and ignored them. (to cut the story really short) i gave it to her. (really short) ok :D this was, 2 years ago. i still have photos of the event in my laptop. fun memories. oh btw no one knew who i gave the rose to :D

been doing my project report lately. 40pages so far. half of it consists of tables which i fucking hate the most cuz i hate arranging them in Microsoft Words. one shift and everything's a mess. spent 3 days trying to arrange the damn tables and i manage to get them right. NEVER EVER touching them again till next year fer my final report.

flashing by

The trouble of wanting something is the fear of losing it

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or never getting it.

the thought makes me weak...