Mabel Tan
25th November 1989
Republic Polytechnic


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I guess this is life. Maybe those ups. Maybe those downs. I guess, it is hard. Nevertheless, I will make it possible. Being delirious in my own crazy little ways. Everything have happened, and I know things happen for a reason. Say I'm right, please. I should never regret or maybe I should regret? This is life... no? Confounded people, confusing minds. Trying to be with someone is not being in a relationship. Being in one means you could just be yourself and not try to communicate or whatsoever to please each other. I guess, all of you out there understand. But how hard have we all been trying? Not once, not twice or even for the rest of your life... will you regret the choice? Being simple is never so easy or "simple" as it seems.

Life have been so fragile. Who knows what would happen next? Things are just so close to me. Those happenings are so real, accident? How can human even prevail and defend ourselves when this are all the saying for God? Sometimes, I miss the people in my life... like my primary school friends, secondary school friends and my poly friends. Less talking does not mean I have forgotten about you. Sometimes we need to make decisions, in choosing our friends, making part of life fulfilling and enjoying. Part of life, you may think of choosing different people as your friends, but yet again... are they really your friends? No one could judge, not me not you.

I'm afraid of this. I'm afraid of death, people's death. BK, since last year... I still haven't accept that you're already not here. I chose to run away from all those, but could I? How am I suppose to face it so bravely? I can't. Sometimes I hope, life could be more plain, be more enhancing yet simple. But what are the facts? Death is one. Living is two.

Getting through and enduring it... ain't easy.
Just a emotional post.

BYE.