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BenNike
To start anew for tomorrow, I shall. A week of holiday has ended and nothing productive gained throughout the entire semester break.
1. It seems to me I've been thinking a lot lately. Carefully thinking of the consequences, the result, and the future outcome.
2. I'm really worried and lost.
3. I'm doing my presentation slide now, after days of procrastination. I'm doing it now for the sake of necessity rather than a luxury. At least I tried.
4. Tomorrow is badminton and I don't feel like going.
5. College classes commence starting tomorrow and I feel no slight notion of enthusiasticm in me despite the need for me to communicate with my friends after a long week of dreadful holiday.
6. I love college, yet I hate it at times. It comes and go. I don't know why.
7. I want to get over with the Moral Studies Project and my Maths topic test.
8. It is time, to search for other alternative. Rest assured I will not be disillusioned by the abundant peer pressure lingering around me.
Bye.
- Benjamin
Sunday, September 27, 2009
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BenNike
The setting sun paints in the skies in hues of orange and yellow, basking the vast green landscapes that stretch for miles in its beauty. With the skies buoyant around the corners of the shiny rays of sunlight, clouds looking as fluffy as always and blue in its nature, blending in, to merge such a tranquil and picturesque atmosphere in that moment of time.
Bringing further to the ground, fresh and identical pine trees lingered straight in the pathway, giving a seemingly impression of a parallel world of mirrors as I jog passed it. A downpour, earlier in the morning, leaving every leaves a vivid details of lush-greenish and countrified leaves, with water particles gracefully streaming down the minuscule yet distinct veins of every leaves.
Weather wise, it's cold and chilly. With every few steps jogged, the blustery wind brushes through my face, caressing it and provide such a temptation to continue further on to enjoy the luxury of this feeling.
I stared straight, looking deep into the never-ending damp trail, never knowing that comes ahead. With no hesitation, I moved forward and further deep through the vast empty path, where there is no living souls around but me and my beloved I-Pod.
Myriads of brilliant sun-rays shone the pathways, such glittery glows I had never seem to notice the entire time, not forgetting the radiant luminosity it emanated. I squinted my eyes and swiveled my head looking back at the steps I've taken.
"These are my choices, and here I am".
Each second passed, and every distance I covered, troubled thoughts continued to swirl and spiral around my palpable consciousness, with no uncertainty to remain its very nature. It skyrocketed and ricocheted with such intense reverberation and only leaving me with a seemingly petite and trivial gap to breath out and clear my attention.
I reflected upon myself, and thought.. "Maybe This is My Destiny".
to be continued..
- Benjamin
Monday, September 21, 2009
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BenNike
Sometimes I wonder if you know,
Exactly how I feel,
Our love is not romantic,
But still is very real.
You come to me when you feel bad,
And everything goes wrong,
Always expecting happiness,
And to hear a cheery song.
I’ll always be here when you're hurt,
I know you know I’ll stay,
But I’m not sure you’d miss me,
If I ever went away.
Friends in deed are a very rare find,
Not too many stick it out,
Through the good times and bad,
Giving no cause to doubt.
I hang on your every word.
Your simple presence in a room,
gives my life a purpose.
Add your voice and a smile,
and I melt away.
Friends is all we'll ever be,
but Why I do feel it's more ?
I wish I could tell you how I really feel inside.
That I'd be willing to take that chance,
To be more than just your friend.
I know you sense this, as I do,
but it's easier to pretend.
Saying it would make it real,
and you'd run away and hide from me.
So I'll try and keep the flood gates closed,
and be content that you let me be,
Just your friend.
Should I smile,
because we're friends,
or should I cry,
because that's all we'll ever be.
- Benjamin Lim Beng Han
- 3th September 2009
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