The other blog brought back too many bad memories. Didn't wanna have to go through the trouble of reading every single post as i deleted them so I just cut it off at the source. Guess it's easier that way. I'm sure all of you were sick of my depressing layout and music anyway. So was I. Didn't need something to remind me that i was feeling depressed. Well, i guess this skin is alot more neutral. Still has my lame essence rubbing off on it. The chatterbox is up too. Got a new colour to it. Slate if I'm not wrong. There have been multitudes of changes since the last time I wrote. Can't cover them all here though. That's okay. You don't really want to hear stories from the book of Kyle's boring school days. I guess the school has become alot more like a college campus because everyone stays back until at least 6 nowadays. You won't walk far without seeing a familiar face. I like this atmosphere. Today I left class early and took a long gaze throught the gap in between the science block and the canal. The sky was blue and the sun hit the white walls giving it a warm bright look. I knew this would be one of the last chances I get to appreciate this school before I myself become an ex-Patrician. Ex is such a depressing word. I hate it. I wish these days would never end. But before we know it, we'll be 18 and in the army. And after that we'll be working. And then maybe we'll have kids of our own who will complain of the same things. I don't know what the future holds anymore. But I do know that I don't want to be the type of middle aged man who gives young people the creeps or has the physique of a beer guzzler. To be honest I'd rather be in Japan having my head raked by a cheese grater. And that's probably where i'll be headed. If we ever part, I know I'm going to do my best to keep in touch with all of you whom I shared my school life with. I'll even send you front row tickets to my matches if you wanna come. Haha. If I leave, not a day will go by without me thinking, "I wonder how Samuel is doing" , "What could Joshua be working as?", "Has Nadia decided what she's gonna be?" or even "Is Wei Jie still as blur as he was 6 years ago?". I don't think i'll ever forget any of my good friends from this day till the day i pass on. Which will probably be somewhere along the lines of 2100. Hopefully...Well sorry for boring you too much but it's just me on one of my wild thinking courses. It happens alot. Maybe all our lives will split in the center and join up somewhere back down the road. That would be nice. Really. We can only hope though. I'm not worried about the future anymore. But I'm still a little scared of it.
-Kyle
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