sept 25 1818 hrs

abis ngacak2 kamar, for the sake of my melancholy booster which came in a sudden because NOONE in the house at the moment.

and i found this. a poem, yg ditulis o/ teman sebangku saya, talitha joy edwards.

her parents are missionaries, she had been living in africa/latin america for the mission (with capital 'm') sometime after we graduated from school.

guess my presence meant something to her. it was a few day before graduation party where i found this blue paper on my desk in mr. stoda's class, the writing was in gold-ink. it is titled:

''Never the Same''

''Aye, even as you read
This. Time flees on winged feet.
It flows from you.
Like the wake of a boat.
Never letting
A single moment
Linger.
Oh, to stop it
For even a second
'T would be delight.
A moment more
Of time.
Aye, this one
Would beg.
Yet, 'tis not to be
And, aye,
No matter how
This one wishes
This very poem
Will not even mean
Quite what
It did the first time
You read it''

she was like dedicating her one year for me. taught me english, taught me the good side of american teenager, taught me how to... use 'the' while my english teacher flipped out and surrender to teach me making essay. haha

and i found mine.

''my stories''

live in a states for one year,
i have been enjoying every single moment in here,
every single time filled with eager.
those days are my unforgetable moments,
when i spent time with all my friends.
assemblies, especially color war, i heard the seniors' roars.
mr. stoda, mr glavas, mrs dawson, mr oboyle, and mr o'malley,
i write, read, talk, and hear,
they are all speaking english, drive me a little crazy.
i have great memories in every single class, senior project and cat dissections,
mr walker confused when i asked what is 'the' for,
foreign exchange page for yearbook's score,
always be a procrastinator in algebra,
try to be goofy and silly in drama.
my first american birthday with balloon and brownies,
my first snow with cold and flurries.
time is running so fast,
left me behind with sweet memories from the past.
if i could turn back time, i would.
if there was a chance to live in these days, i definitely should.
i like my friends!
my friends today, friends forever.

fuuhh. well, time is absolutely different now :)

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