Magical TurnAbout-- Let Me Spin A Tale, A ThouSaNd LighTs, A StaGe as Grande

Thursday, March 15, 2007

The day of the cremation. The day of the release of our semester results.

I remembered the aim we set for our results. I fulfilled my aim, my promise- got the results you would have been happy about. I am glad but when i thought back to how you will never be there to see us exchange our new aims and report our results... well.. its just not the same anymore. Don't get me wrong. I am satisfied with my results but i guess the joy is not whole because of your non de presence. Yet, i believe you are there watching and you would have been proud of me too right? I want to continue working hard, fulfilling my dreams and promises to you. I want to make you swell with pride at the achievements of PSF. I want to be able to pursue my dreams and live my life to the fullest because you did it and so will I.

These past few days were clouded with memories: the games we played during sessions, the toilet-paper-made-sash awarded to us for the 'news commercial' we made about you, the various names you had, our first session, the way you directed Blueprint and just being you, yourself. I'm writing it all down so that might there be a day where these memories slip away, i can always look back at what i have written. I know as time passes, bits and pieces will get lost in transition. The memories i have will shrink each day. No matter how desperate i try to retrieve these memories, i know a portion of it will trickle away. Yet, i know there will still be just a locket to lock a portion of it away in my life. As long as i know i've the chance to meet you in life, i guess the rest doesnt matter anymore. If there's one thing in my life i know is a kosher, it would have to be finding a steadfast friend in you. Thank you, Dennis.

A dream is not only a fictional shaft of light from our sleep, but a reminder of the past and a motivation for the future. I will work hard to attain my goals and to gratify myself in the snippets of everyday life.

I will because i believe.

Beauty in the eye of the beholder;