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my childhood memories are coming back to me
i miss the days where we were so innocent
i miss the days where we had so much fun
most important of all, i missed you
but all these
are just my childhood memories flooding back to me
they will stay in my mind
as the beautiful childhood memories that i had.
i will never forget
my childhood memories..
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Tuesday, December 26, 2006
~~Naiveness~~
"Sadness is the grave of happiness... "
Being sad means u have no more space in your heart to accomodate happiness... So let go of the sadness in your heart to embrace the happiness that awaits...
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~~Thoughts~~
"The only reason some people get lost in thought is because it's unfamiliar territory." -Paul Fix
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Saturday, December 02, 2006
~~To Forget, You Need To Remember~~
The sky is always blue... At least tats wad we tink it is... But in actual fact, how many of us know tat the sky may actually b tryin to break its link wif the colour blue?
The colour we c of every object is coz tat object reflects the particular colour into our eyes n so we c the object as tat colour... in other words... that particular colour was acutally rejected by the object... as in the sky had perhaps wanted to b as far away from bein associated wif blue by rejectin every single wavelenght tat amounts to the colour blue...
yet its still closely linked wif the colour blue n blue is even said to b the colour tat represents the sky... ironic...
Thinking back into our lives... the same principle perhaps hold some truth as well... to forget somethin, to throw away somethin u don wan... to reject at all cost... sometimes at the end of the day don we find it hard to forget, regret wad we had thrown n find tat acceptin is easier than rejectin?
As hard as we try to forget something, we may end up findin every single detail linkin us back to wad we wan to forget... then we wonder... is it tat hard to forget?
Forgettin somethin has never been hard... its because we don wan to forget tats why its hard.. tats y its tough or even impossible... we always tink tat the fastest way to forget is to not remember... yet rememberin can actually b the only way to help us forget...
To remember, to fully understand wad it is we are tryin to forget... to thoroughly feel wad we are tryin to forget... perhaps only when we hav done tat will we truly b able to forget... for after we hav been there, we know tat it makes no diff whether we forget or not... Its then tat we may nev remember tat something again...
For example, a classmate of urs, someone whom doesnt make much of an influence to u in ur life, u wont mind rememberin tat person once in a while as u flip through the school magazine n browse the class photos... n u may not remember tat person after u close the magazine...
Yet some ppl may get rid of all things of a particular someone n still find tat one is still thinking of tat person no matter wad one is doing...
Perhaps its all in the mind... to forget is to break the links in the mind, not in the materialised world... n so i wonder, how many ppl will i forget today... n yet how many will i remember...
To Forget Is To Remember...
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