Sunday, April 5
boring time at malaysia .
was there for Ching Ming .
and i was like fanning myself ,
enjoying my chicken soup .
:D
seeing 2 complicated families together ,
with hatred for one another .
quarrels , fights , divorce .
i count myself for being not so close ,
or else i would get involved too .
talking to my brother on the bus ,
really helped me realised so many things .
there are some thing that cant be helped ,
that cannot be reversed with the method we think that its right .
no one is perfect .
no one can please everyone .
my cousin is coming to singapore next week ,
so i wouldnt be free next weekend .
please dont call me out and put me on a spot .
ty .
:D
i saw my past , my present , my future .that beautiful painting that He had painted for me .she was just like me ,i could almost hear her loneliness .i knew how she felt ,because i experienced it before ,and still feeling it now .i saw me in the clouds .like the horse screaming and galloping ,the dragon that is struggling .in those dark clouds .but when i stopped to take a look ,the clouds began to move ,slowly showing little light from far away .it had a part with ugly and despersed clouds .but when i saw the whole picture ,just because that little imperfection there ,it was perfect .as i thought about old memories ,tears started rolling down my cheeks .and no one noticed ,just like the way i want it to be ,with no one stopping me .hate me if you must .this is me .you cant change the fact .and i am born to be a loner .and i want to be one .since the both of us are always left out ,i will always be the one who talks to you .even if i dont understand you much ,just being able to talk to you makes me smile .and you will always brighten up my day ,making me laugh even though times are bad .what i want to hear are not words of hatred , anger , or reason .all i want to hear , is just something as dumb as us .
Thats all she wrote . Sunday, April 05, 2009.
