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Sunday, April 23, 2006

poem

From Cleo's blog..

which reminds me. it is chihoe's birthday. i shall give a tribute to chihoe, one of the best friends that we had.

the defination of a chihoe is
someone who is always there
no matter which country he is in
he's always there to show his care.
i remember when we were younger
doing council duties in school
hanging around at the foyer
talking, laughing and playing a fool.
those were the days that i'll really treasure
the times when we studied and played
with no worries of what lies in the future
come what may, we weren't afraid.
on this special birthday of yours
i'd like to appreciate our friendship
make a little rhyme of memoirs
about this chihoe, who's ever so hip!
his jovial laughter never fails
to put a smile on anyone's face
keeping in touch with msn and emails
not a part of him i want to replace.
his kind, thoughtful and humourous gestures
are something no one else could do
the artistic pictures that he captures
how he did it, i've got no clue.
his fashion sense is rather cool
wardrobe filled with clothes for 4 seasons
for going out and also going to school
some even for glamorous functions.
to you, my friend, i am very grateful
of all the times we shared
whether they were sad or joyful
nothing else could have compared.
here's wishing you happiness today
with wisdom and strength to fill your ways
last but not least i want to say
have a happy happy happy birthday!

Thank you Cleo! I teared up a little reading this. I miss The Gang Of Eleven and all those times we spent together so much! Seriously hope that 10 years down the road, we would still laugh and joke around as much, complain about anyone pangseh-ing the rest, gossip around, meet up for mahjong, bowling or neoprints (if we still can squeeze everyone into the booth).. Aaahh, sweet.

Crunch time. My parents were telling me to take the day off. But how could I ever with my brain feeling so full and blank at the same time?