My cousin in online, he's in Sydney from now til the 2nd for work, I am so tempted to catch that flight and go up and meet him, Im dieing to meet someone from home....im checking on the flights now...but where do I stay, ahhh sunder is there, havent seen him for sometime as well, ok I shall give it a check, can meet up with Vik as well....hmmm tempting eh....
I havent started studying or preparing for my assignments, my brain wants to travel , shop, meet people and enjoy life...errr....Qualitative Methods and Evaluation for Management & Developement Vs Sydney, Cousin, Friends & Fun.....It all depends on the price of the tickets.....hehe
2 Hrs later....
After much thought, the former wins, I should start studying first and preparing for my essays, Ive been hearing horror stories of my lecturer. I should procastinate or take my chances, Im heading to uni soon. Well, I'll find something to do over the weekend :-)
Thursday, August 27, 2009
My Dear Little Friend
You caught my eye the moment you walked into the temple holding your daddy's hand,
Sitting on your mom's lap, you hugged her so tight and wouldnt let her go,
You had no clue that my eyes were glued for very long on you,
In your light blue pullover and dark blue denims you resembled him just so much,
Your cute little smile, pearly white teeth, dreamy eyes and thick jet hair,
Reminded me of my baby, a charismatic tall man in his thirties,
From a stranger you became my friend, from a friend he became my stranger,
I miss him so much and I want to hold him close so tight,
He doesnt have a clue and he doesnt want me in his life too,
Your little voice rings in my ears and images of you runs in my dream,
"Where's my toy pati" I heard you say, those few words crisp and clear,
I smiled at you and you stretched your hands out to me to play,
You looked at me by the corner of your eye, when I looked away to do my prayer,
You were upset and you cried when your mommy had another child in her arms,
I cried too when my honey walked out on me for another lady in his arms,
I hope to see you again on the 19th in Rockbanks this time,
Its the eve of my birthday and having to play with you,
would be the best present ever my dear little friend.....
Sitting on your mom's lap, you hugged her so tight and wouldnt let her go,
You had no clue that my eyes were glued for very long on you,
In your light blue pullover and dark blue denims you resembled him just so much,
Your cute little smile, pearly white teeth, dreamy eyes and thick jet hair,
Reminded me of my baby, a charismatic tall man in his thirties,
From a stranger you became my friend, from a friend he became my stranger,
I miss him so much and I want to hold him close so tight,
He doesnt have a clue and he doesnt want me in his life too,
Your little voice rings in my ears and images of you runs in my dream,
"Where's my toy pati" I heard you say, those few words crisp and clear,
I smiled at you and you stretched your hands out to me to play,
You looked at me by the corner of your eye, when I looked away to do my prayer,
You were upset and you cried when your mommy had another child in her arms,
I cried too when my honey walked out on me for another lady in his arms,
I hope to see you again on the 19th in Rockbanks this time,
Its the eve of my birthday and having to play with you,
would be the best present ever my dear little friend.....
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