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25 January, 2007

Metamorphosis

Happy Birthday To Me! Yearh! @#%$#%@! I'm finally 17! Wahaha..

Alrite. So it's no big issue. I mean, everyone grows up some day, whether day like it or not. Peter Pan grew up. Even Santa's elves grow up, only they dun grow taller. Hehe. Well, to me, turning 17 is quite sumthin. It's like the change a caterpillar had before it turns into a fully-developed butterfly. Only difference is that i'm not a butterfly! More of a moth maybe. Hrm, with the new pair of wings, the moth gets its freedom, and sumthin else i suppose: It gets to make critical choices. For example, to fly North or South, East or West? To stay single or to breed? The wrong choice made will obviously lead it to consequences u dun wanna noe. So basically this metaphor has deep meanings. Can't see it in your head? Draw it!

Haiz.. Today's the 25th. Tomorrow's gonna be nuthing but memory. 26th of Jan, the birthday of my late beloved Grandmother who returned to the Creator more than 5 years ago. Haiz.. It is still vivid in my mind. Those times we shared.. And u noe sumthin? My birthday wish this year, is that i'd get my dream come true to get into my desired course and graduate with a diploma before furthering my studies into a university (after my NS). And i wish my late Grandmother wuld be happy to see that if she was alive. Maybe she wuld.. May you rest in peace, Grandma..

reminisced;
- 2:40 PM