Growing up.

Sometimes you wish you were that little girl skipping along while carrying the school bag too large for her.

You wish you could make all those choices all over again, and you wish you could grow up all over again.

Life, what is it?

It is such a mysterious thing such that everyone got onto earth without a choice and they leave, and don't get to stay as long as they want.

They say it takes a lot of fate to meet someone in life. Actually, it sure is. But then why there is something called hatred. Why do we hate those people we meet out of the billions on earth?

And why do I feel like I wish I didn't meet my whole entire polytechnic class. I wish I could restart my life?

This old man was sitting alone at a garden staring into the blank space.

He did that for 2 hours and more without fidgeting.

Is that what age does to you? It numbs you and make you so used to the things around you, you don't find the need to do something different, or even move.

When you get closer and closer to death; would time really matter so much?

Or it would just mean nothing but a ticking clock.

I wonder if the hardships I face now will ever be washed away by experiences and time.

If it would, then I hope it's not because the future would hurt much more.

When someone is asleep, is he really unconscious?

Because I feel like I want to sleep forever, and be oblivious to time, but conscious to love.

People, I just feel that there's always a reason to be happy, but there's always tons to be unhappy about.

Don't let go of the one who could give you the one reason to be happy. Especially even when he's unconscious of his effect on you.

15 August 2015

Singapore