Wednesday, August 31, 2005

To the ones....

As I read their blogs or talk to them occassionally online, I find out how much pain they are going thru. I wish I can do more and I wish I was there for you. I realise I must have acted nonchalent, I hope you will forgive me.
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To the one who is nursing a broken heart....
I have known you for quite a long time and you have always been a strong girl. It pains everyone to see that you are going thru such a down. I hope you to hear the cheerful gal once more! Here is something I saw sometime ago which I thought was very meaningful...

Comes the Dawn
by Veronica A. Shoffstall

After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads
On today, because tomorrow's ground
Is too uncertain for plans, and futures have
A way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate
Your own soul instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn...
With every goodbye you learn

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To the one who is having so much frustration in her life...
You are someone special and it really saddens me to see you so angry. You are so giving till it becomes a weakness. Learn to give yourself some happiness and enjoyment. I am sure you will get thru this rough patch soon, cheer up!

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To the one who is having relationship problems...
I have said what I wanted to say. You have heard what others have said. It is now for you to decide. Here is a crude poem for you (you know how I feel abt your situation)...


I wish I can tell you all will be fine.
I wish I can rid the pain that you bind.
But all that is said will go to waste,
if you don't learn to move on in haste.

I know you can't bear to let go,
I know it is taking a toll.
But all the tears that you cry,
will not be appreciated by that guy.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Life is fragile

I went to a wake today. The guy passes away with Lou Gehrig's disease - the very same disease that Morrie got in the bestseller book 'Tuesday with Morrie'. The disease slowly degenerates a person's muscle, but not the nerves. So one day you lose the use of your leg, sometime later your hand. Till the day you die. Sounds so painful...

My condolences to my old friend. I am sure God will always be with you and your family.


If one day I was to be in such position...someone please pull the plug. Just kill me and spare me the pain. I may sound like a coward, but I do not want anyone (will there be even someone) to feel sad for me. It is so painful to just stand there knowing there is nothing you can do, but wait for the time when I take in my last gasp of air.

This post sounds so bleak...but I guess there is always a time when you will think of death.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Ahhhh....

Throughout the day I was anticipating for the moment to come as promised. I was very hyped and very excited. Just the thought of the action I will be getting sends chill down my spine.

I kept playing with my tool to get me worked up. I even prepared myself early to get a feel of where all the action will take place. As I waited with trepidation like it was my first time, I run through my mind what I will do later with my playmate.

I was pumping my tool to keep my blood running. I even had a little game in between, I pumped my balls and pushed my weapon. But I held back as I realise I needed to peak at the right moment.....I was not going to push myself over the limit...just a little longer....

A little longer for the fun to begin. As the time draws nearer, I closed my eyes and took a deep breadth. I let out a soft 'Ahhhhh', just to get out some pent up feelings.



















"Ans...the fellow not coming to play...."











Alas....my tennis opponent did not turn up for the match. Sigh.....

Suay

I just don't have the luck...

Last December I was roped in to play a Tennis competition and on the first match...my strings broke.

I joined the NTU OPEN and was told my first match was today and my strings snapped yesterday.

DAMMN IT

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Ooooo.....

Sexpo

A good friend gave me that link above. I did not even know anything about it, so you people don't go around thinking I am some sex maniac looking out for such exibition. I am pretty suprise the Government allow it....maybe we get to see some weird kinky stuff...OOoooooooo

Such stuff will pollute innocent minds like mine! (A)

Saturday, August 13, 2005

What to put in the fridge



I finally got a fridge for my hostel. I look at it and wonder what to put it...drinks, snacks, eggs etc. But I need to have something special, something which makes my fridge stand out from the others.....

I decided to stock it up with beer!

Hahaha...I love my hostel room

Lost

These few weeks have gone by in a blizz....
sigh...back to school life....


Wake Me Up When September Ends - Green Day

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends

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Yes....please wake me up when Sept ends....it will be time to buck up and try to pull the horrible grades up.