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Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Was conversing with Ricky that day, when our conversation fumbled over some funny playful things I did when I was in secondary school. Haha , come to think of it , some incidents really remain as hearty memories. I remember there's this teacher who HAS ( I'm sure he still has it ) unbearably foul mouth , no , not the way he tick us off, but the strong sour and musky smell which rushed out from his mouth whenever he speaks. Oh my, I just couldn't help it at that time but to leave a note saying ' please brush your teeth , your mouth stinks ' or something similar in that sense to ward off real tragedies happening to my classmate including me whenever he's conducting his lessons. And others were hitting my back saying how bad I am and how much am I going to hurt him - I didn't care.




But while talking to this 15 years old boy, it set me off behaving like how a friend should be ; giving the right advises to teach and make sure he grows up to not make the mistakes like I do over these 5 years period. It was only then , I realized how hurtful the victim would have felt just by that little strip of note.









And I always thought that I won't regret anything I've done or not done before. Even if I believed in that, I didn't pay much attention to what people always say Regret before it's too late. I reckoned I will never be late to notice any regrets. But now, tons of it are piling on me and pinning me to hard ground. All I can do is nothing , but to end my regret with a sigh and realize there's no more another chance.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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