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Trying to find time to script it myself.
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Fate decides everyone's life, the place he's born at, the family members he has, he has no choice. The events he went through mark his character and the way he looks at things. Time could distort a person; time could amend a person.
When I can't speak, I write my mind down. Pieces of poetry surface to the Earth, stacking up the piles of my sorrows. Memories fades, but they don't vanish.
Overall, I'm not very strong in all languages. I write whatever on my mind down. No matter how childish my works are, I have made effort in composing them and I do take pride in them. Thanks to all the girls who have hurt me so greatly.
Chinese poems - Tang Shi
My first contact with poem was when I was in primary 2. A relief teacher, Miss Chen, taught my brother some simple "Tang Shi". My brother recited for me and I was interested.
Chinese poems - Xin Shi
I had lost touch with Chinese right before the "O" level examination. I tried to write a Chinese letter for my 2nd girlfriend and it turned out to be a "Xin Shi". I did not continue. It was months after the break off when I finally found someone so sweet and hyperactive whom I grow so fond of. Through the moment I spent with her, my inspiration returns.
During beginning of secondary 2, my Chinese teacher Miss Ho made the class write poems. My first poem was written for my crush, which was meant for Valentine's Day present. I did not present to her. I wrote another poem at the same time for submission. I got into the habit of writing short poems. The vocabulary was shallow and some of them sound childish. I could finish up to 3 poems per day and aimed at 300 before my graduation. However, I wrote less ever since my life was heavily loaded.
English poems
I got into contact with English poems during secondary school days but my standard was too low; I tried writing but I gave up. During my Junior College life with Mrs Rajar Segar as my English teacher, I was shown a poem "I Got Her Smile Today...". It was a huge impact on me. I was inspired by my first girlfriend from my happiness. My first few poems are full of hopes, but the rest taste bitter. It was due to the breakup with the reason "I just don't want a stead".
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