As the D-Day draws closer, I am rather tied up these days with loose ends, mainly administrative matters, most important of all, my income tax declaration!
It never fails to surprise me that appointments with friends increase as my departure draws nearer. The following nights have all been taken up *laughs* and my time online is getting less and less.
Well, some newly acquainted friends tell me that
- wah… so long arh??
- Six months! Very long leh!
- Not scared of pirates?! Nowadays very fierce
Of course some long time friends did expressed concern when I came back initially, especially over the tsunami aftermath. From being worried about my whereabouts to my single status-hood, I really appreciate that I have such friends.
Thank you so much, my friends. *hugz hugz*
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Was keying my IC number in yesterday when I realised that I have forgotten someone’s IC. I could remember those numbers so well then, but it seems that the memory is indeed fading. Perhaps it is a sign of dementia, ‘selective dementia’ as a friend put it.
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“When that certain someone is mentioned, you suddenly realised you do not remember that certain someone you have once loved with such passion; this is “Forgotten”
有一天，别人提起某某，你才猛然想起，你曾经爱过这个人现在已经不记得。这就是忘记。
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I suppose one of my blog readers will have a smile on her face when she reads this. *smiles*
Indeed there are times I wished those good memories would last forever. But it is rather selfish, is it not? If the storage space is not cleared out, then how are the new memories going to stay? Besides, forever clinging onto the past is never going to solve the problem. By facing up, by realising that what is past is past is the best solution. Nothing is ever permanent.
The sweet nothings said yesterday, let it be bygones. Remember them for who they are, not what they have become into, for the better or for the worse. Cheer up, my friend. Let him go and let yourself go as well.
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