Tuesday, January 01, 2008

think the previous post was a little overdue. typed it out. and sometimes it happens that way. you write something halfway. and just give up after that. such is the irony of things. but decided to post my thoughts on camp anyway. though incomplete. would like to mark it down somewhere. as milestones in our life lead us.

its a new year already. 2008. the year which i hit adulthood. and i guess. i can finally say that age is catching up on me. not that im terribly old or anything. looking at all the other ppl that i have grown up with, and turning 20+++with, can safely say that. time has done its work with us. today played soccer at the street soccer court behind church, and almost started fighting with some young punks. not that i was like that last time (always the peacemaker/peace-loving one i was) but yeah. my ankles are giving way already, all taped up and barely holding everytime i shape up to shoot. gone are the days when i could ram freely and surely. nowadays, my shots just screw miserably wide. (unless i go for an op or smth. haha)

soccer aside, though the greatest of my passion the least of my worries, 2008 is just one kind of big question mark about my future. apt how Ps Eddy ended off 2007 with the story about the beggar cashing the cheque. and yeah. there are one kind of a LOT of things i should have done. need to do. need to settle. need to resolve. friendships to heal. programmes to settle. uni to study. baptism to commit to. among many other things.

guys. its time to cash the damned cheque.
-it doesnt matter anymore. never did. it was always a mere, stupid, figment of your imagination.


for 2007. i have many to thank.for camp. for bringing me through army. for seeing me through my personal life. the unsung heroes in my life. i pay tribute to you. (and hopefully. you'll receive letters as well.)

to a great 2008. may it bring more joy, happiness, lessons, and contentment then ever before.



its too late baby there's no turning around
i've got my hands in my pocket and my head in the cloud
this is how i do
when i think about you.

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