hmmm.
hmmm.this week dint start off v well...mon:was stuck in a stupid jam outside nj for a whole half an hour which eguals 1800 minutes lost while de car was moving at 5cm per 5 min.o well. at least i got to pack my gagging file...then before pe got upset over nth...was too sensitive i guess..arg wat's got into me..then after econs went back to our humble abode at tc04 n found-gasp- mah table horrendously vandalised!!!!n a big bit of the once beautiful yellow paper was torn off!!!!!my poor table got defaced by some @#$%@# S01 PERSON WHO BETTER WATCH OUT...i wasnt really angry actually...jus disgusted.ok maybe i was a bit angry but it wasnt the boiling kind where u had to keep all sharp objects away from me...but i was seriously contemplating calling the class rep of that class to tell them off. seriously.it's totally uncouth.yuck yuck yuck.
today we had class photo taking. i looked like i jus came out from a cave.argh. bad day to take class photos.man.anyway apparently we had to arrange ourselves...??!?! n it was like we were at a loss n dee teachers were getting impatient n de photog pp were jus standing around...??!?!?!?!my goodness.n it was like, 123click123click!...??!?!?!?!press for time issit???no one was waiting lor...walao. ANYWAY. to happier matters. today's dawn's bday!haha we sang her so many bday songs it cld last her many more years...at de grandstand..on de way to class...in class...during photo shoot...after math lec...haha. must've bin a really special day for her... keep smiling, girl! n doing ur hw so we'l continue having a reliable source to refer to...ok copy..heh.
hmmm. as i'm writing this it's jus dawned on me how easily we sink into self pity...it's like we hav this 'poor me' syndrome...does it mean we are all selfich in a way?perhaps so..i noe i probably am...it's like we tend to fail to appreciate wat we alredi have..it's hard to be content when we r so clouded over daily by our dwelling on our imperfections...i admit to always complain bout my zits..but then who cares, really, abt de outside when u hav frens who appreciate u jus the way u r, except those ppl who r too shallow to look deep enuf? of cos, we're always on de lookout for good-lookers..i guess it's a source of entertainment.. :P rite, ctk?
hmmm. i jus fin reading 5 ppl u meet in heaven by mitch albom last sat..kinda feel bad hanging onto de bk for too long...hmmm lessons tt i've learnt? to see things from a different light-things r not always wat they appear to be;be willing to sacrifice sth precious for someone, u're not really losing it, u're jus passing it on to someone else(i quoted tt in my previous entry);dare to forgive, and do it with all ur heart---u'l feel much happier(..ok part of this is i say one);dun live ur life bearing grudges, blaming others for the way circumstances are...some things jus happen that way for their reasons...dont stay angry for long...i quote "holding anger is poison.it eats u from inside.we think tt hating is a weapon tt attacks the person who harmed us.but hatred is a curved blade.and the harm we do, wev do to ourselves.";you are where u were meant to be...dun dwell on could haves or should haves. appreciate each day n live it to de fullest.
de book's pretty nincely written...tho some parts are a bit cliche..expected?hmmm. n i was thinking, this guy has held a grudge on his dad for so long..but albom kinda shrank de whole part abt de emotional struggle he went thru to really forgive his dad..i dunno. a bit brief i guess.
o shucks i gotta go. ciao.

1 Comments:
hey. i'm not gonna talk about chicken backside this time. haha. anw, your entry made alot of sense. it made me think, reflect on who we really are. you know how every one puts on a different mask when facing different people? its so fake, yet we cant help it. sigh. and sometimes, i guess we really dont appreciate what we have. the grass at the other side always looks greener. ok. this is one long comment. shall stop before i bore you. thanks for that entry ros, it was inspirational. take care dear. :)
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