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‘‘gonna keep on trying’’
Prologue
the girl next door



It is always very easy to have big dreams. But it's gonna be hard to achieve them. For too long, everyone have been wanting big changes. You know, something impactful and life changing. Like 3D Movies, Harry Potter and Facebook. I'm not complaining.

But maybe it's time for some of us to set our visions a little lower. Time to let us return to humanity and do small changes. Small changes that actually matters more.

So while everyone is out to make a big difference. I'm trying my best to make a minor difference.

In humanity. I'm still trying.
To be more selfless and less selfish.

By the way, I love 2ne1.

I'm random. If you still didnt get it. (:

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The Expected Post
Wednesday, June 9, 2010

I think it's only a matter of time when I'm going to blog about him enlisting.
Sad to say (for him), my mood has been generally ...


like this for the past 5 days. HAHA.
I've been going out, playing nonsense arcade games and all.

The internet is still fascinating to people like me. haha.
So yeah, the pang of missing him wasn't too harsh.
Well, I do get very attached to my phone now just in case he calls or sms.

I expected myself to cry on the day he enlist but I didn't.
I did had the urge when I read the small letter he
hurriedly place in my hand before we bid each other goodbye.
But I was on the ferry and there were people around me. So I didn't. haha.

I do miss him, but I just keep telling myself that 18th June would be here before i know it.
I mean, it's already 10th june! (:



But I did tear a little today, at the most unexpected scenario.
I ended work and made my way to his home today.
I was bracing myself for another scene that would prove that I'm socially awkward.

So I ended up helping his mum write some stuff,
and fill in some forms for his brother.
Then, I went to the kitchen for dinner.
And when I sat down, the tears just flowed out so naturally.

It's like, my house don't feel empty without you.
My workplace don't feel empty without you.
I should've known that the deep down emptiness in my heart..
It would surface in your house.

It's your house, you should be there to eat your mum's cooking with me.
You should be there to help your brother with his form.
But you're not cause you're in that island.
And yes, I do miss you quite a bit.

Then when I stood at the train platform, I smiled at what was in front.
It was the path you and i always walked for your prawn mee. (:

Then as the train reached Sembawang, I stopped my music player.
I was afraid my phone would have no battery by the time you called.
Then in a few seconds, you called. It was like you knew I was preparing for your call.

So we talked all the way till I reached home. 45 minutes.
Haha. It just didn't feel like you were in army.

Well Recruit Koh. I'll see you in only 8 days.
I'll continue not missing you too much.
I'll let it all out only when I see you.

Probably give you a punch even if it's not your choice to go NS. (:


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