gift

past- its one of those things you think abt it for a while but not too much.

the scene in UQ was serene. i remember how much renovations they'd made for the campus during the past years & it has grown beautiful. i generally walk thru the lands, overlooking the trees and yellowish leaves as i carry a set of books via my backpacket.

the weekends i wonder were just me, in my fresh years, willowing the opportunity as a student & spending the long hours of quiet time in the old library there once was. in my mind, after work, i took care of my meals & wished for my penpal's msges just to keep society intact. from then along the way, i met a significance of forthcomings.

you wonder at times when past has gone by you, how do you deal with the present past? past has its pain, its hurt and its neverending tghts. but ters a phrase i've seen recently that says pain allows us to grow and indeed.. i've grown, changed a lot since that 3 or 4 years ago. i tried to change for the better so in the end when i look back, i can obliterate all the past demeanings & see myself as a present live-r.

one mention or one sight cud've rekindled the past. it can be quite unpleasant. you do wish you've got nothing to do with it anymore. my way of dealing with it is.. smile. just smile to the source. that's all you can do. you knw it has given you hurt, yet it has allowed you to grow. keep it as a memory to cherish or a vague image to ponder. then move on the best you can.

do you knw why present is so-named? coz its a gift. the current time we're living in itself is a gift. let the present unfold itself. its a bright world out there.

- keith