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I remember at some intervals.. it's enough to drive me crazy.
All the right things and all the right places.

Life havent been too boring ever since school started. So far so good, even though not doing well with studies but stress is manageable aft all. Uni is so different from poly, hardly have leisure time in fact. Anyway, things are falling into rightful places so yea, i pray.
trying hard 100% doesnt mean it will succeed. So is 200%.
I woke up feeling high flying high in this plane of mine.
Life is like taking a bus ride
Every bus-stop is like every phase in life
The very first stop we met strangers
Made friends, chat a little, feelings attached
The bus stops, people alight, some stay
Often it's heart wrenching seeing people leave
People who were once close
But we still have to accept
For them, their destination

Some who remains in the ride may sit close to you
And accompany you through the ride
Some remain in a distance and you hardly speak to
Acquaintance, somewhere there, somewhat not

And you realise
Time never stops for you

And this process always goes on
Till you reach the last stop
Your destination
And you think back
The people you've met
The people you've felt
They still remain in your heart.
Time always reveals the lonely light of morning
nothing is real