four years ago and in the youth of my youth, i skipped work often to hang around videoez. i ate alot of prata, watched a lot of planes fly by. four years ago, i had my first love. to get to her, i had to go pass lentor, which i thought nothing of, of course, lentor was quick. four years ago, i was terribly disappointed because my grades could not bring me to where i thought i wanted to go to.

so three years ago and with plenty of time at hand, i wrote about two tortoises which i named after my friends. three years ago, i was busy with penning the drops of my thoughts, i attempted a chinese poem. three years ago, i was upset over a girl. ju told me that love is when you play with cats. three years ago, i was dragging myself to school at MI, sleeping my classes away, i go home in the afternoons with bus rides that travel through lentor which i immensely enjoy, and i always listened to foo fighter's walking after you when the bus turns out from bradell. three years ago, i was not doing anything fulfilling for my life, and i still did not know where it is that i wanted to go.

two years ago, i went crazy on nuggets from mcdonalds, but nuggets was nuggests instead. two years ago, i was writing my essay for my graduation and had schedule myself to 750 words a day, so that i could have it finished in four days. two years ago, i again travelled by lentor but i no longer listened to the foo fighters. two years ago, i visited a mangrove swamp and ran out of it because of jay-walking lizards, and this green snake that i never really did see but was nevertheless still terrifed of. i also had my first steak two years ago. two years ago, i was not doing anything productive for my life. i procrastinated, fell in love, got upset again, fell out of love, experienced true friendship, got to where i wanted to go, did what i wanted to do, but still had not achieved anything.

one year ago, i wrote endlessly about the skies, the clouds and the rain. one year ago, i had yu sheng on my birthday, and is when i realized that i cannot resist japanese food. one year ago, i was a 'young punk', which i refuse to acknowledge. it was also the year i started fiddling with my slr, and even from one year ago, i can still hear the distinct sound when the film rolls over. one year ago, lentor was forgotten. i fell in love again and had the longest relationship i ever had. that year i lived and worked in the company of books, feeling so belonged that i did not want to leave it for anything better. it was also the year where i took the biggest leap, decided to stop schooling and head for the working world. for the better of myself, it was one of the best decisions i made, it gave way to the growth that i had been earnestly looking for four years ago.

this year began with a challenge i never imaged would arrive so quickly. this year i am looking to be reassigned up a tier from last year. this year, i will forget the achievement and pride from last year and set myself a higher standard to reach. but this year, i will not forget those four years that passed, they are the bridge that paved a path to the other side. i do not know what this side has in store, but i will not fear. four years have molded me, i will not have them to waste. having all that i have now, i will have more in time to come. time is no longer in between or after.

my time is now.