From Me to You :)

hey guys, it's me again. I was feeling a tad bit nostalgic while going through histology notes (wth, i know) and flipped through my old blog for some mugging inspiration and read through my college years (daymn we're old) this was my favourite post, so I decided to share it with you guys, in case u missed it then:
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I can smell the rain from my window.
May 5, 2007 at 12:01 am (sleepless nights)

i’m done with dreaming dreams that are out of my reach. realitistically speaking.

i’m glad you found me. and i’m glad we’re still friends.

and yes, i do have what ifs. and thanks for making me wonder again.

thanks for showing me that this isn’t my only road i can choose to take.

and that at least i know you’re just as scared to take the other..
so that i don’t feel so alone anymore.

knock knock knocking on heaven’s door.

i sat down on a table in a place so familiar to me.. i sat down with the people who i’ve only known for the past year and still getting to know.. and i feel so at peace with myself, with them and with everything that is happening. i see their faces and can’t help but wonder what they would be like few years from now. whether i’ll still be able to remember this thought crossing my mind today…on just how much i’ll miss sharing my 8-3 hours with them every single day.

how much i’ll miss shouting across class to retaliate to insults

how much i’ll miss toilet visits, plastic, japanese boy

how we will cross the streets oblivious to other bigger motor users!

how we’ll spend the first five to ten minutes of break deciding on where to eat, only to later change our minds and stand at the guard house going through another five to ten minutes again of deciding and how we’ll always be stupid enough to stand under the sun on top of that…

how we’ll whine and moan and complaaain to ms suzie for giving us so so so
much homework without any sense of remorse or pity..

how we joke and push each other in class, or the times when the guys run out of the toilets
and in and out the corridors chasing each other and ending up sweaty in class,
or the times where we actually can see the serious sides of each other…

how we’re there for each other in times of need, comfort,
a bit of slapping, and waking up… but i know they’re there…

sigh, i’ll miss this bunch.

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actually, I still do :)