Wednesday, April 25, 2007 .

I believe it all points to something. I took a nap, and while doing so, dreamt again. It just sweeps me how vivid these dreams can be. I was at an old but clean, big swimming pool. I believed it was the first training session of my newly founded swim club, and i had met an old friend, Ryan, from back in my swimming days. The rest was equally impeccable in detail but hardly important or significant. Instead of swimming, we ran around the compound which consisted of a complexed maze overhead bridges.

So i woke up of this dream which was so familiar, like it was a part of my childhood. I came to realise how Ryan had disappeared. I checked him up on my Friendster list to see what he's up to right now only to find out that he's deleted himself. It seems that he's deleted himself off friendster cos he's not on any of my friend's lists as well. The last i heard of him, wasn't even about him. It was about his older brother whom we all knew as well, who became an airforce scholar. I'm not sure if he was a pilot, but he was sure as hell featured in all the local military magazines.

oh well...i just spoke to Marcus, another old friend. We've all missed out on each other alot. Split since JC and more so during army. it's very very sad. I don't know if it's comforting or not, that none of us have changed. It's good to know that we are still the people we remember each other by, yet despite us being the same, we've managed to drift so much. There are a handful of very close friends who seem to have disappeared. I haven't spoken to them in years and i have no clue what they're up to right now.

Speaking to Marcus, i found out that a friend of ours recently passed away from a "funky rare disease". Edwina, this girl we hung out with in secondary school. She was a friend of a friend.

i don't know man. I hate this feeling of being lost.

screaming infidelity at 4:55 PM
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