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Tirmuzi
29 September 1993
Temasek Polytechnic
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Saturday, September 29, 2012






Welcome back readers. I'm here again and I have plans to start writing back in this new blog. I've made two entries before in the 2011 for this blog and for you guys out there that want to read about my past and know me a little better, feel free to visit http://www.takuyakanbara.blogspot.com

I remember when I first started posting up entries, the purpose of it was to remember the memories I made because I don't really have such a good memory. And I should continue doing so.

Don't worry, I will try to post sensible one. Let's get the ball rolling.

Yesterday was my 19th birthday. I'm getting old and it was fun all that to celebrate with my friends. With the consumption of alcohol, it took a drastic turn. Everyone started to be in their drunkard state. Some people say there are a few category.

The Whiner.
The "Why" Person
The Secrets Out Person

I thought it was nice to look at that sight once more since last year and it was. Never did I expect them to start kissing one another. A best friend of mine kissed another best friend of mine. And today, she told me she felt dirty.

I don't know what it feels like to be drunk. Is our conscience still there?

And to be honest, I didn't stop them because I was asleep by then.

There were five of us in total. Another one started to tell all the secrets I've told her. It was like she didn't even spare a thought. And she kept telling me she isn't drunk. Who would believe someone who just drank. I couldn't stop her either. I was speechless to even move.

When morning came, I just took my things and went out of the room and head home. Well, the setting was in a hotel room.

Should I feel angry?
Should I resent her?

And the secret she told was about my innermost secret. You know those secret that you only tell to those closed one.

This was a memorable day indeed. When I walked out of the hotel, my heart ached bit by bit with each steps I took.

It feels like a haunting on this special occasions.

Reconnaissance Dream7:54 PM