The serodrome control course has about a life span of 5 weeks and so does the 10 of us, the trainees. As much as i try to blog down something for this posting, the harder it seems for thoughts to flow. Or maybe my mind is just blank; numb of feelings but those of emptiness or at the prospect of it(emptiness)...
What more could i wish for but for all to make the grade
What more could i wish for but happier times playing "asshole" game
We share a bond that last just short of a year
A bond that links us closer together, but which might no longer be
At "Secret Garden" we shared first loves
AT "TCC' we shared treasured laughters
On this moment as i sit in front of my computer, time 2:03am
I feel a certain happiness, an ongoing one but which might never last
I feel a certain sadness, an impending one but which might not become one
We have nothing in common but yet so similar
We are similar yet each is unique
I put on my head phone i starts to feel tinge of sadness...
Its playing "寂寞的季节"
Its the song you are listening to now
風兒吹落一片一片葉
樹葉任風兒催啟寂寞的感覺
張滿祿葉的那樹枝
沒有堅持信念
任風兒帶走一片葉
每一片葉兒感覺有一點悲
葉兒怎麼做怎麼錯
什是對什是錯怎麼做了都錯
也訏問題不在葉兒的懵懂
而是風兒諷刺的寒冷冬