2.06am

it's raining over here.

and i like it.

how long has it been, that i am able to just slow down for a while, just to, ya know, enjoy the scenery, just for that little while.

it's a vaio i'm using now. design lab's vaio. not the usual lappie, so typing's a little bit weird. lazy to bring that back. hehehe.

oh well.

was going to sleep like an hour ago, but was browsing through a comic. the comic, in fact. great teacher onizuka. old comic, but still nice. gets to your soul ya know.

tonight, is somewhat special. i'm not living with my music, since the vaio does not contain my, boasting abit, 32.3GB of mp3s.

let's see. a few stuff that crosses my mind right now.

bluey. yeah. you caused abit of trouble for me ya know. with all that sentimental blog entries that you've made. a few of your friends started to assume that i'm the bad guy. i did nothing with you, just to make it clear. what we did, is normal. what we did, did not cross that boundary called pure friendship. what we did, apparently got misunderstood by your bunch of friends. mehhh. suffice to say, i'm quite disturbed. but oh well. it's the past.

lightning.

vamp. yeah. what a pathetic joke. half a year? that's real quick, sister. but i really admire you. the way that you took that initiative. i like. fort canning huh. nice place. and funny, i've not learnt anything from that relationship, which i think, should be some hints or experience or stuff. but oh well. it's the past.

lightning again.

northern lights. yeah. even more pathetic. this, i've learnt. a lot. who your true friends are, what needs to be done in the future. and my SGD134.00. thanks to wj. and by. lolz. you are teh roxxor manz. PUA now? gotta get my hands on that bible of yours some time soon. oh. and you loved rain. actually, me too. wonder which one came first.

raindrops on the window pane.

oh. where were you? you who wanted me to become your "best friend". lolz. that was, like, 2004? hehehe.

streetlights across.

and passing vehicles. man. these people drove real good cars.

and you. who went overseas. you're getting fatter and fatter by the day. meh. but i liked you. note: liked. you have the elegance, and that attracts me. heh. thanks to you, i know what kind of girls i wanted.

no one's running or jogging at this hour. 2.23am. rain + in the middle of the night = no one's jogging.

and taxis. hyundais. are noisy. and toyota crowns. old cars.

missie. you sure you liked me? 2005? i'm sorry, but something's just ain't happening. for obvious reasons. i have the right to choose don't i? sorry. plain, simple sorry.

VIP is over! so is week 2 of NUS 2009/2010 semester 1. SO FAST OMAI~!

room's a mess. the macdonald's rubbish is still there, since friday night i suppose. i forgot. oh well.

RUN NUS. 12km men's open. i'm so jialat. the running shirt was like L, and it was like really tight fit. should have gone for XL instead. ish.

oh. i nearly forgot bout you. how has it been? hanging out with your new bunch of friends? all of your so-called long-lost friends are wondering where on earth are you. well. i don't know you that well anymore do i? it has been almost 4 years. did you miss me the way you did? if it is, too bad, because i certainly don't. i thought i couldn't leave the past behind, but guess what, gradually, i already did. go me!

oh. and jon. sigh. how you doing up there man? or you got reincarnated already? lolz. don't know. the world's stuffed with religions and beliefs that i don't know which one is which. anyways, hope you're doing well, maybe in an alternative dimension/world etc.

hehehe. had a feeling this is a long post. and it is. oh well. bandwidth has been paid with, no sweat!

still raining. and i am still awake. brushed my teeth just now, and as usual, binging on buns and crackers. getting fat is imminent!

semester's getting busier. C in frame A, motion w.r.t. D, translating along B. it's either very repetitive or very tough, or somewhere along that line. sheeesh. industrial automation, that guy just waberwbuaayarr sometimes, leaving all of us the ??? in our minds. but the module's fun. and easy. to score. i hope. chiongz! hr2002. sucky. i hate talking. contributing. or whatever. gem module. kinda fun. or at least can make it more fun. and fyp. funnest of all. i hope. oh well. it did nett me this vaio for personal usage, and a personal cubicle in NUS. beat that. with gym facilities and/or swimming pools to go to. and a race track. nice.

getting sleepier. tomorrow's another day. sunday. just another sunday. will still go to the lab. skip the cluster fridge cleaning session; i ain't gonna use it anyway.

laundry's on tomorrow night. the stuff is really piling up. i suspect there's a whole colony of mold growing and thriving and preparing to invade me when i'm sleeping.

752 words. wow. i'm bored. still raining. had been spending alot recently. on food. FOODS! zzz.

it's getting colder. i should really brush up on my EQ. hmmm. why don't i feel that i wanna sleep. i guess i'm gonna nuah on my bed for a long time tomorrow. lolz. it's sunday. lazy lazy sunday.

hehe. saved you for the last, stupid girl. i find myself falling for you, falling for your innocence (i know you're not), and your nice behaviour. nice girl you are. suits me i guess. you had a headache and sleeping early tonight. hehe. and you are afraid of scary stuff. i liked to tease you bout that. a lot. guess i could have treated you better, but that will be boring, and too repetitive. and you'll get bored very soon, and soon you'll be dumping me faster than i can say "don't". climax of our episode ain't coming yet. patience.

man, i missed the conversation with you. i missed the holidays with you. i, just miss you. guess you're in lala land right now. joining you now. the condition for zzz is now perfect. nights.

7.43pm

a bench in damai resort. the closest that i've ever be with you.

thanks for the memories. will cherish it always.

2009

First time met him, he was my primary school friend. We used to joke around with everything. Anything, in fact. Competition mate to some maths olympiad. That's all I can recall. Heh. Eh. No. His mom even went to school to ask for a change of grade for his music. Got a "C" when that guy's has a Grade 8 in piano. Oh, my mom did too. Lolz. Such coincidence.

After graduating from pri, we went for different sec schools; me Kuching High and him St. Joseph. Both were in the marching band. Both were band majors, different year though.

Last time I've met him in person, I was amazed. First, he's like 190cm (at least?). Instructing a school band. THE St. Joseph school band. The band that is always the best in town.

Last time we've chatted, isn't through msn. It was in facebook. A message sent to the inbox.

"Oi! Budak." 'Budak' literally means kiddo.

Was anything promised then, I wonder? Out for a drink? Perhaps. Meet up when we are both back in Kuching? Perhaps.

A friend, buddy, band major, engineer. A faithful believer who went with the angels. Who went way before us.

Jon, 1986-2009.

Rest well, pal.