My dad in FB is JAcob!! =D
My sistas are.. Siti Maisarah.. Cameron Seow/ Cam/ Rain.. and Syakira (My best friend when i was just a kid.. Stood up for me like a big sista..=D)
My brothas are: Hafiz (Everyone noes that..) Wei keong (Brothers in Arms for 3 years..).. Qingwei (Friend for 9 years.) and lotsa more brothers.. =D
YAY!! I fewl HABBY!! COS I GOT SO MANY SISTAs AND BROTHERs.. Though sometimes they made me angry or tensed (Due to a bad relationship between the "Brothas") or Annoyed (My friggin brother in arms.. =P) They are in the end my brothas..and sistas.... Unless one day.. Should they feel their wings hardened and they can fly.. The brotherhood ends.. Everyone is a friend to me.. But the ones who pit themselves against me or any of my friends... They are my Arch-Enemies....
One thing i learned in NCC.. after 3 years.. Is not becoming a leader and tekan everybody.. It is about loyalty to your friends and taking the bullets for them.. Sad to say.. Not many people understood that..
well... um... POEMS! WHO HATES POEM!?!?
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Rain.
Rain Rain.. Come Again.
How could i ever be like you?
So free..
So carefree..
So flowing..
So happy..
But yet..
So heavy..
So depressing..
So cold..
So wet..
Rain.. It is the perfect representation of love.
So cold yet so hot too..
So bright.. Yet so dim...
So Happy.. But in truth.. So depressing..
Rain.. Can i ever be like you? You are more human than me.. For you are happy yet depressing.. Humans are never perfect.. Neither are their emotions..
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HAHAHA.. No.. This poem is not directed to Rain/ aka my sista Cam.. Rather.. This is about the heavy rain that falls once in a while.. It brings life to the plants.. But it feels cold to the human touch.. =D HAHAHHAHA! Cam.. If you're readin this.. dun be sad... I'll make a poem for you when i noe you enough or noe you personally.. =DD
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