Monday
=Black or White=
my fav poem.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
I just love this poem. It has much dept to how I am feeling now. suddenly, missed yuhong and the boys. miss playing with them in the music room. esp when they started blogging werid stuff on my blog. yeah. i remembered during the concert, the keyboard didnt't work [panic]. only to realise that they didn't swtch it on.
smart.
about joyce.
after reading the entry.
this is what she said -
[what i remember lar]
she is trying not to be senstive to the expression ... ... and she takes the entry v personally. and asked why can't i just move on
what a joke
after reading it. i kept really quiet. move on. why can't i just move on? perhaps it's much easier for the person who hurt me to want to move on. but for the injured party -time is still needed to nurse the pain. it may sound very ruthless to ask me to move on but to the other party, perhaps it's one quick way to remove the guilt - after all i did treasure her quite a lot as a friend. I doubt she feels the same way.
moving on?? i considered the possiblilities - TIME or TO MAKE THE PERSON SO UNIMPORTANT, so the words that she said would not hurt. Someone suggested to treat her as a friend that gibbers. Funny thing - i respect friends opinion too much to take its gibbers. Perhaps that 's why it hurts so much.
EMily was very sweet. she told me, 'if joyce was to bully you again - tell me and i will help her to wake up' Violence is not my way of solving things. But thanks for offering to protect me. =)
*sad to say, it's always emily that protects me. it's nice to have a protector. i should have one more in CSC.*
back to the question
how to reply the sms.
how would you reply????
[ja how would u reply] i think when it comes to yuhong - he would either he reallie pissed or can't be bothered.
quite stoned?
thought about it seriously.
so I replied -
I read your blog about your dislike for me,
before you deleted it.
for all e wrong that u have done to me
for all tears that i cried for a friend like u
& u still take it personally,
i can only say - thank u.
thanks for letting me understand e strength of god in my sad days.
nothing sarcastic about it, but truthfully
thanks!
I think it's greatly inspired by Jenny. whether it is God-inspired, i am not too sure. As for now, I would not ask God to take away the CUP, but i know that there is much to learn from there. I would just leave it in His hands.
After so many years, I finally agress to what luke has to say - leave them alone and allow them to sink to the bottom. then, they would understand the little things that we try to teach. haha . * i don't believe in that - i believe that if i can do something to help, provoke some mature thinking - I WOULD.*
But for now, for Joyce, I would just leave it to God and what life has to bring.
I mentioned to sandra. God puts some people in our lives. After their job is doe, He takes them out. I feel that this is my BIG CUE to exit. Perhaps if I have EXIT much earlier, things would be better. But I wouldn't know. Only pray that I don't make the same mistake.
This is something very sweet:
I think andrew read the blog post too. and were talking about it. Everytime, he talks about joyce. - he would use the word 'MEi Mei'. I think that is so sweet. no matter what, i know that in his heart. joyce is the little mei mei.
YEAH! Joyce and I took the gold kart together and super lang-ga the rails. it's quite funny. had a very long bruise [about 15 cm only]. hahha it's a nice memory.
if u want to know how i am feeling now, seriously read the poem. my fav poem. I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
princess maddie.
