Thursday, January 31, 2008|11:58 PM
okay , i feel so much better now .
:D
thanks to myself & teacher wanyu .
^^
okay , anyways , i want to blog about today .
its so fun uhs .
darhdarh called me at 11.45am ,
& said , "ITS 11.45 !"
=.=
met darhdarh at the mrt station at 12.3opm .
i was late !
><
sorry .
then went to yishun ,
ate lunch at yoshinoya ,
then took bus 8o4 to somewhere .
but then right , she like , not very sure the bus goes there like that .
LOLS .
xD
then bought what we wanted ,
& headed to northpoint .
darhdarh bought something .
*shhhhhhh*
& we saw yunting & amanda .
but i saw yunting 1st ,
so i shouted her name .
xD
it was then when i realised amanda was there too !
HELLO AMANDA !
then went to cityhall .
saw joanne ,
bought sushi ,
then went to peninsular shopping center .
cant find ):
& i saw acid crue there !
hahas .
:D
then we headed to bugis .
walked around , but the weather was so hot ,
that we went back to bugis junction .
ate Tori Q ,
& darhdarh bought her belt .
ate , then went back .
sat all the way to marina bay .
both of us feel very very tired .
hahas .
sat the train back ,
kept playing & playing .
alot of people looking , but who cares ?
we were having fun , childish fun .
:D
innocent fun ~
hahas !
& i made her leg hit a bakua plastic bag .
the bakua is going to stink !
LOLS !
xD
played from marina bay to sembawang lors .
& kept laughing & laughing & laughing .
it was so fun uhs .
:D
too bad when we reached sembawang , she had to rush home .
i walked back home ,
& i called them also ,
to ask them help me open door .
then they outside .
=.=
walked BACK to sunplaza to meet mum & sis .
tapao-ed macs .
i was feeling so stupid uhs ,
i shouldnt have went there whats ,
since they tapao .
LOLS .
xD
went home ,
eat , bathed , & rested .
now is 1.16am .
i'm feeling tired .
later will head down to bugis with mum ,
cause she want to buy new year clothes for me .
^^
hahas .
alrights then .
i'm going to sleep .
I LOVE TODAY !
I LOVE SUPERPAPA !
:D
anyways ,
here's a story before i go .
my friend wrote it , & she wants your comments .
she doesnt want me to reveal her name .
=.=
TAG ME YOUR COMMENTS !
:D
i paste the story here .
“You’re such an idiot.” She used to say. Every time I heard this sentence, I knew she was nearby. I wasn’t that close to her, but I knew she had problems. She always looked so depressed, so sad and wanting someone to care. I’ve always wished to lend her a helping hand, but I was afraid of rejection - afraid of her rejecting my help.
One day, I saw her crying in the canteen. Plucking up my courage, I went up to her, and asked, “You need a listening ear?” I must have sounded stupid that time, because she laughed at me, but she accepted my offer. I sat down beside her and she told me all her problems. Her friends often lie to her, and that makes her depressed, because she treats friends like treasures, like her family, like her flesh and blood.
She also said that her family often ignores her. Whenever she wants to tell them her problems, they act as though they didn’t hear it. She has a younger sister, who always yearns to be in the center of attention. When she tries to talk to her parents, her sister would butt in, and interrupt them. Disappointed, she often walks behind the three of them when they go out as a “family”. To her, there’s no such thing as long lasting. Friends fade away after some time, family members get tired of you. Everything disappears into the thin air, that’s her philosophy of life.
Her friends come and go. When they need her, they will find her. When they don’t need her, they just chuck her aside. She is one who needs a lot of security. In this world, she doesn’t feel secure at all, she feels cold inside, and she feels as though no one cares. She cries almost everyday, muffling her cries with a pillow. She doesn’t want to be bombarded with questions from her family members, and she can’t contact her friends if she wants to have a good cry – they will just scold her for crying. She feels as though, her life belongs to them, not her. She doesn’t even have the right to cry, to laugh, to feel. She has to force herself to be happy everyday, to be “overjoyed”, or else she’d be scolded.
She started crying even harder. To be reminded of the ugly side of humans, I understand. I know how it feels to be thrown aside when you need someone the most. Her friends have misunderstood her; they thought she wanted to be alone when she’s unhappy. But, it’s the opposite; she wants her friends to be there for her. She even told her friends this, but none of them bothered to store it inside their pea-sized brains. They don’t even care about her; all they care about is themselves and their lives.
I held her petite hands gently, because her hands feel so fragile, that they can break any moment. I patted her on her head; I heard from others that she loved it. It makes her feel as though she is loved. I wanted to just give her a hug, and tell her everything is alright, I wanted to hold her hand and bring her to my house; I wanted to make her happy and see her smiles again. I wanted to hear her laughter, see her smiles, and best of all, see her eyes twinkling with joy.
We both just sat there in the canteen, with me holding her hand, and she crying softly. Suddenly, she asked, “Where have all the angels gone? I thought there are angels assigned for each person? What happened to mine? Why do I suffer all these? Am I indebted to those people in my past life or something?” She was becoming more agitated. I opened my mouth to say something, but was interrupted by her friend, who was approaching. Her friend has just finished her activities, and wanted to go home with her. “Lets go, Alison.” Said her friend, before holding her hand and pulling her away. She looked back, with a grateful expression in her eyes. I knew she wanted to see me again. We both longed to see each other.
The next day, we walked past each other in school. Her friend was still pulling her hand, pulling her to walk faster. She looked at me, and smiled. I smiled back, happy to see her. Her friend has activities everyday, so she has to stay back every day too. I would wait for her friend to leave before talking to her. One day, I asked, “Why are you always with that friend?” She shrugged and replied, “Although she treats me bad at times, although she lies to me, but overall she is still a good friend. I only have this friend whom I trust, I know her for a very long time already. I can’t live without her, I’m too dependant on her.”
We continued like this every day, talking to each other more and more. One day, we were talking like best friends, when a friend of hers came and bullied her. To my surprise, she fought back. She shouted, “I’M NO MORE THE ALISON YOU KNEW. I’VE CHANGED.” She then stormed back to her seat. For the first time in my life, I saw her smile widely, with her perfect white teeth. Since then, she has been braver, and she cried lesser and lesser each day.
A few years down the road, I’m now a proud father of two brilliant kids, and a happy husband of Alison Tan, the girl who was a crybaby, but grew up to be a mature, wise, and tough lady.
:D
alrights .
gudnyts .
superpapa is childish , but supermama is childish-er . xD
:D
thanks to myself & teacher wanyu .
^^
okay , anyways , i want to blog about today .
its so fun uhs .
darhdarh called me at 11.45am ,
& said , "ITS 11.45 !"
=.=
met darhdarh at the mrt station at 12.3opm .
i was late !
><
sorry .
then went to yishun ,
ate lunch at yoshinoya ,
then took bus 8o4 to somewhere .
but then right , she like , not very sure the bus goes there like that .
LOLS .
xD
then bought what we wanted ,
& headed to northpoint .
darhdarh bought something .
*shhhhhhh*
& we saw yunting & amanda .
but i saw yunting 1st ,
so i shouted her name .
xD
it was then when i realised amanda was there too !
HELLO AMANDA !
then went to cityhall .
saw joanne ,
bought sushi ,
then went to peninsular shopping center .
cant find ):
& i saw acid crue there !
hahas .
:D
then we headed to bugis .
walked around , but the weather was so hot ,
that we went back to bugis junction .
ate Tori Q ,
& darhdarh bought her belt .
ate , then went back .
sat all the way to marina bay .
both of us feel very very tired .
hahas .
sat the train back ,
kept playing & playing .
alot of people looking , but who cares ?
we were having fun , childish fun .
:D
innocent fun ~
hahas !
& i made her leg hit a bakua plastic bag .
the bakua is going to stink !
LOLS !
xD
played from marina bay to sembawang lors .
& kept laughing & laughing & laughing .
it was so fun uhs .
:D
too bad when we reached sembawang , she had to rush home .
i walked back home ,
& i called them also ,
to ask them help me open door .
then they outside .
=.=
walked BACK to sunplaza to meet mum & sis .
tapao-ed macs .
i was feeling so stupid uhs ,
i shouldnt have went there whats ,
since they tapao .
LOLS .
xD
went home ,
eat , bathed , & rested .
now is 1.16am .
i'm feeling tired .
later will head down to bugis with mum ,
cause she want to buy new year clothes for me .
^^
hahas .
alrights then .
i'm going to sleep .
I LOVE TODAY !
I LOVE SUPERPAPA !
:D
anyways ,
here's a story before i go .
my friend wrote it , & she wants your comments .
she doesnt want me to reveal her name .
=.=
TAG ME YOUR COMMENTS !
:D
i paste the story here .
“You’re such an idiot.” She used to say. Every time I heard this sentence, I knew she was nearby. I wasn’t that close to her, but I knew she had problems. She always looked so depressed, so sad and wanting someone to care. I’ve always wished to lend her a helping hand, but I was afraid of rejection - afraid of her rejecting my help.
One day, I saw her crying in the canteen. Plucking up my courage, I went up to her, and asked, “You need a listening ear?” I must have sounded stupid that time, because she laughed at me, but she accepted my offer. I sat down beside her and she told me all her problems. Her friends often lie to her, and that makes her depressed, because she treats friends like treasures, like her family, like her flesh and blood.
She also said that her family often ignores her. Whenever she wants to tell them her problems, they act as though they didn’t hear it. She has a younger sister, who always yearns to be in the center of attention. When she tries to talk to her parents, her sister would butt in, and interrupt them. Disappointed, she often walks behind the three of them when they go out as a “family”. To her, there’s no such thing as long lasting. Friends fade away after some time, family members get tired of you. Everything disappears into the thin air, that’s her philosophy of life.
Her friends come and go. When they need her, they will find her. When they don’t need her, they just chuck her aside. She is one who needs a lot of security. In this world, she doesn’t feel secure at all, she feels cold inside, and she feels as though no one cares. She cries almost everyday, muffling her cries with a pillow. She doesn’t want to be bombarded with questions from her family members, and she can’t contact her friends if she wants to have a good cry – they will just scold her for crying. She feels as though, her life belongs to them, not her. She doesn’t even have the right to cry, to laugh, to feel. She has to force herself to be happy everyday, to be “overjoyed”, or else she’d be scolded.
She started crying even harder. To be reminded of the ugly side of humans, I understand. I know how it feels to be thrown aside when you need someone the most. Her friends have misunderstood her; they thought she wanted to be alone when she’s unhappy. But, it’s the opposite; she wants her friends to be there for her. She even told her friends this, but none of them bothered to store it inside their pea-sized brains. They don’t even care about her; all they care about is themselves and their lives.
I held her petite hands gently, because her hands feel so fragile, that they can break any moment. I patted her on her head; I heard from others that she loved it. It makes her feel as though she is loved. I wanted to just give her a hug, and tell her everything is alright, I wanted to hold her hand and bring her to my house; I wanted to make her happy and see her smiles again. I wanted to hear her laughter, see her smiles, and best of all, see her eyes twinkling with joy.
We both just sat there in the canteen, with me holding her hand, and she crying softly. Suddenly, she asked, “Where have all the angels gone? I thought there are angels assigned for each person? What happened to mine? Why do I suffer all these? Am I indebted to those people in my past life or something?” She was becoming more agitated. I opened my mouth to say something, but was interrupted by her friend, who was approaching. Her friend has just finished her activities, and wanted to go home with her. “Lets go, Alison.” Said her friend, before holding her hand and pulling her away. She looked back, with a grateful expression in her eyes. I knew she wanted to see me again. We both longed to see each other.
The next day, we walked past each other in school. Her friend was still pulling her hand, pulling her to walk faster. She looked at me, and smiled. I smiled back, happy to see her. Her friend has activities everyday, so she has to stay back every day too. I would wait for her friend to leave before talking to her. One day, I asked, “Why are you always with that friend?” She shrugged and replied, “Although she treats me bad at times, although she lies to me, but overall she is still a good friend. I only have this friend whom I trust, I know her for a very long time already. I can’t live without her, I’m too dependant on her.”
We continued like this every day, talking to each other more and more. One day, we were talking like best friends, when a friend of hers came and bullied her. To my surprise, she fought back. She shouted, “I’M NO MORE THE ALISON YOU KNEW. I’VE CHANGED.” She then stormed back to her seat. For the first time in my life, I saw her smile widely, with her perfect white teeth. Since then, she has been braver, and she cried lesser and lesser each day.
A few years down the road, I’m now a proud father of two brilliant kids, and a happy husband of Alison Tan, the girl who was a crybaby, but grew up to be a mature, wise, and tough lady.
:D
alrights .
gudnyts .
