Footprints
Words
Have been publishing one-sentence posts these few weeks.
I just don't feel like penning down what I am currently doing. Writing it down brings back the memories a year ago. Those indelible experiences.
Some parts within me just couldn't let go.
Completed my medical centre attachment in Maju. A fairly good experience I would say, could be busier, provided I get myself more familiar with how the place works.
Went back to FCC just to take a look and use the gym.
Saw some of them, but they did not recognised me. I thought it's better this way, I did not approach them either, except for Kelvin who I meet head-on.
Pardon me for being self-denial for I am ashamed of who I am, what I have become.
Pardon me for the fake smiles, I am trying to assuage the uneasiness.
Pardon me for doing all these, so that I can preserve the affable image of the old me.
And now, allow me to drop the mask.
Singing high pitch is not my forth.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
10:42 PM
10:42 PM