There was a time that I gorged on maguro sashimi. But nowadays looking at the maroon flesh makes me want to hurl. There was also a time that I ate so much Island Creamery ice cream, pulut hitam nutella banana whatnot. Now, no urge to eat it whatsoever.
I think that's how life is, isn't it? Not sad, not regrettable also lah. People move on faster than the Shinkansen travels. Earlier today Jiawen said she met Sam on her way to Holland V. And suddenly I realised I haven't seen Sam in months. Well, I haven't spoken to her properly in 2 years. Or something. O the Bond! (insert snigger).
Do you remember "white ppt", "never see her shadow before", chili flavoured straw, Susan Chan's eating house? Or "Wah Jiawen I've never shopped for others until so tired before leh". And the cap sleeve incident.. It all seemed like so long ago.
Bury the hatchet.
Maybe seriously, it's really gonna be just the few of us in the end.. He was right.
I'm leaving for Indonesia in two weeks.
At this point, the only thing that I am capable of creating feeling and spreading is fatigue.
These songs that we sing, do they mean anything to the people we're singing them to?
The good, the bad. The human mind will delete these memories soon enough.
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