I used to recall those days in this year that we are talking about the last month together as a class...then I slowly witnessed the passing of time from the last month together to the last fornight....to the last week....the last day...and finally the last few hours together. Then, before everyone know it, reluctantly the last few hours together just disappears....just like at the struck of the midnight clock, CInderella will just turn back into a commoner and everyone will just remain as before...the carriage back into a pumkin..the driver back into a rat....those beautiful clothes back to rags.
Then the fairy tale no longer exist...just like the way we did. All we leave are only fond memories.
But out of those fond memories, how much can we remember in the years to come...don't even mention years....how much can we remember..the existence of a certain person in our class....for like about a few months? Truth is often cruel.
We will just like some sort of forgotten them. Forgotten how they look, what's their names, what's they used to do and like to eat...how close we were to them during the first three months of our JC life. Their appearance and existence in your life don't even seem to be significant anymore...just like a passer-by who brushes against you on the streets....a person who is a completely stranger.
So now you know why I'm a bit quiet today...I tried to cheer myself up...but it's impossible...especially when you know that everyone is like going in separate ways...to different JCs or probably classes. You may say that we still can meet together for lunches...however how long will that 'bonding' be....
Even your best friends that you have known for more than ten years can betray you.
Even you may suddenly become so distant from your best friend....
Nothing is forever.
No fairytale exist in this world. They were just made to make people happy, making them have a belief that good things can happen and last forever too....
However..does Cinderella live happily ever after with the prince?
Tomorrow, all the good things will disappear...as if they have never happened before.
We will soon forget about one another.
Perhaps it's time to forget about him and let go...It's impossible to fight for the things you want....coz what's yours, will eventually be yours. But what's not yours, no matter how hard you try.....nothing will come out of it.
It's just like the fact that you like your friend's balloon and wanted it. So You went to snatch it or lend it(if you are kind)...but in the end you will jusst find that you suddenly lose grip of the string of the balloon...leaving the balloon to fly away.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
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