=when saying it hurts even more=

i guess sir elton john was wrong.. "sorry" ain't the hardest word! goodbye is..

and now.. it's confirmed that you are indeed leaving. come thursday, the group will be one funky person short. well, i guess i'm suppose to be happy for you, and i am, don't get me wrong. but i can't help but be selfish. i dunno, i guess it's the thought that you'll be going back to school and i'm still stuck here kinda makes me feel... urgh! i'm sorry i'm being selfish.

well tomorrow is YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!! hahaha... so HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you. i'm trying to put together something for ya, so if it doesn't work out.. sorry yeah? but if it does work out, you'll be getting it as your going away prezzie!!!

in any case, dun ever forget us. have a good one month break before you are enthralled back into the life of super mugging and rat race amongst your own school mates! hahaha. but it's exciting!!

i wish you all the best Dr. Kenneth Kwan (M.B.B.S, Singapore)

= to you =

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance of nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breath or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

- william shakespeare, sonnet 18