Friday, January 3, 2014

Battlefield

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Today, I felt like me again. For real. It started when I was on my way back from Friday Prayers. I saw a group of Canberra kids coming out of the blocks, going back to school. I was like: 'Ah man better walk slowly and wait for them to clear.' ._.

Then when I walked past the block, I peered into the dark and saw a familiar figure coming out. Mr L. My Maths teacher during secondary school. :) Wow, I never knew how happy I was to see him again. I quickly went up to him with a big smile and shook his hand. I was so happy. We chatted. He asked me what I was doing. I told him I was in NP, doing Nursing. He asked was it what I wanted? I told him maybe I was gonna pursue other lanes related to it. I told him how much I missed secondary school. He laughed and smiled. I remember how he said that once we graduated, we're gonna miss secondary school life. And sure enough I did. Big time. I suddenly felt like I was 16 again, going to school, going to study for my O Levels. I had BIG dreams at that time. I was innocent and naive. That nostalgic feeling came back.. And I embraced it. We had to part ways after walking past the traffic light. I wanted to talk more, but oh well.. time didn't permit. 

*shakes hand*
''Bye Mr L. Nice to see you again. :)'' I said.
He smiled and walked off.

After that I went to RP. Went to see Ash hahaha. Long time no see la bro. AND WE DIDNT TAKE PICS oh well ._. We talked about life and school and then his friends A, F, & M came to join. :) A was really nice and a bit gila LOL. And she HAD to notice my eyelashes. ._. You'd think I'd have gotten used to it by now. F was humorous and easygoing :) While M was really an opinionated and outspoken person. Anyways they made me feel really welcomed hahaha. Went to help out at their school's booth for their upcoming Open House. All the time I was telling myself 'Ok Eran, you're an RP student now. You're from Aviation Management. You're from RP. You're from RP. Act like one.' LOL. It was interesting being in a different environment. I've always wondered what it would feel like. What kind of friends I would make. Sometimes I wish I could take a diff path. But I guess I am contented at where I am at now. :) It's been a good day.

Love, Eran.

Ps. I really wanna tell you everything. But I'm just afraid that you won't be able to take it. I'm afraid you can't handle the truth. Some things are better left unsaid.


Current Song Mood: Lea Michele - Battlefield


It's easy to fall in love
But it's so hard to break somebody's heart

What seemed like a good idea has turned into a battlefield
Once lust has turned to dust and all that's left's held breath
Forgotten who we first met

What seemed like a good idea has turned into a battlefield

We both know it's coming
Does illusion count for something we hide?
The surface tension's gotta break, one drop is all it takes to flood out this lie


You and I
We have to let each other go
We keep holding on but we both know
What seemed like a good idea has turned into a battlefield
Peace will come when one of us puts down the gun
Be strong for both of us
No please, don't run, don't run
Eye to eye, we face our fears unarmed on the battlefield

We seemed like a good idea
We seemed like a good idea

No blood will spill if we both get out now
Still it's hard to put the fire out

What seemed like a good idea has turned into a battlefield
Feelings are shifting like the tide
And I think too much about the future

What seemed like a good idea has turned into a battlefield

We both know it's coming
Does illusion count for something we hide?
The surface tension's gotta break, one drop is all it takes to flood out this lie

You and I
We have to let each other go
We keep holding on but we both know
What seemed like a good idea has turned into a battlefield


Peace will come when one of us puts down the gun
Be strong for both of us
No please, don't run, don't run
Eye to eye, we face our fears unarmed on the battlefield


We seemed like a good idea
We seemed like a good idea
We seemed like a good idea



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