A message.

So the pressure continues, it is so much more than it seems to be.. Maybe this is what SPM's really about.

Anyway, last night i received a sms from a friend. After reading it i nearly cried..

"One day, all of us will get busy with our lives, long working hours, study life, less friends, less meetings, rare calls, no sms, no more late night chatting, and won't have time for ourselves..

At such a day you'll look outside your window and see the good old days and memories flash you by. Then you'll wind up a smile with a tear in your eyes and you'll turn back to your work thinking i really wish i could go back.

This message is for all my friend who helped to create such memories.. I really hope that our friendship will last long, i mean forever.."

Seriously this message touched straight through my heart. It's just about the same as my condition now. These few weeks the pressure of SPM made us all so busy till we can't even get to contact our friends often like we used to.. Really wished to go back in time, but we really can't do a thing about it.


So for all my friends that are younger, please appreciate the times when you can still play around and share happy moments freely without any burden together with your friends. Appreciate their presence in your lives and cherish it fully.

Remember this.