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The name is Khairul. Would do fine with Khai or Kerol [kay-roll] - with proper pronunciation that is.

May have caused a traumatic experience to the nurses who were there when I graced the world on the 14th of June, 21 years ago.

I reside at the great eastern side of Singapore. At an estate named after a water containment facility. Go figure!

A left-hander. However, I function more like a right. And sometimes left of course.

Owns a Class 3 driving licence.

Have been playing the saxophone for 8 years. Currently a Baritone Saxophonist in the Philharmonic Youth Winds.

Being and socialising with people occupy whatever free time I might have.

Boredom is sadly pathetic - would be just staring at my ceiling.

And recently, graduated from Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts where I pursued a diploma in Arts Management, majoring in Performing Arts.

E-mail: khai8t9@gmail.com
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I WONDER........ I REALLY WONDER.
2:13 AM

Blog-hopped for one last round before I hit the sack. Came across a blog and man was touched.
Thus, leading to this entry.
The owner of that blog shall be named as X.
And for the record, I am not hinting this entry to anybody.

Although it did not have any relation to me, every word X expresses embeds a deep meaning to it. I was seriously touched. Somehow, it reminds me of what I chose to believe in. Which is still standing strong today. The true love one has to offer for the opposite gender. It is just different. You have to go through that lap in order to exactly feel what I am talking about. This entry was not suppose to be me, but having said that, as I read each word, all I felt was pain. The carvings I once carved is now covered. But the first painful sensation can never be forgotten, even in a trillion years.

X loved his ex like how the sea could never part with the seashore. But do correct me if I am wrong. Most of the time, when one is in a relationship, what one seeks is attention. Not those being in the limelight, but to at least get noticed. But the amount of attention would be ridiculous. Get my drift? And when attention runs out through the front door, that is when relationship fails. Relationship is all about giving and taking. But how much can one give? And just how much can one take? Enigma!

A whole entire post dedicating, it was enough to the extent that I was moved. Almost teared though. X must have loved his ex like crazy. Well, sometimes I really wonder, if that is the reaction towards someone who is not from your flesh and blood. What would it be like if it was someone really close to you? Someone whom you would see each day, at home. Feeling hopeless as no one can ever oppose and compromise with God's decision.

To X, like I have said, I was almost moved to tears when I read your blog. I can assure you that when she reads it, the feeling she gets is million times over mine. Definitely.

"Wounds will heal, but it will forever be there."

-Khai