Today's post is reallie heavy hearted. Well, usually i don't reallie like to post things that are heavy hearted or things with -ve feelings. I believe in remembering only the good things in life. As for the bad things -- relax, learn the lesson and get on with it. I don't reallie like to remember any of it
---- +hiS tHeMe FoR tOdAy ----
Quiet Journey
Looking into the mirror, I realised how much i've aged. Reallie worn out by the past few weeks. It didn't go thru my mind how much i have been going thru for the past few weeks -- I feel so amazed at myself.
It's reallie a struggle, week after week, projects after projects, presentation ... and more test. It just comes one after the other -- without rest. Sometimes, I do wonder if the profs are doing it on purpose [trying to drive us crazy, pushing us to the limit].
Kinda think of it, I reallie wonder did i reallie go thru ALL of that. How did i manage to survive the orderal...
- pressure by school terrorist
- projects, HW, test, presentation galore
- managing a youth group
- keeping in contact with other friends
The emotional and physical chanllege and the crap that I had been thru -- i just stand to amazed by it. DRangging my feet to school -- thru all the sorrow and pain, sickness and health. [sounds like the marriage vows]
= WoW, I'm a survivor =
That's the thing with life, taking one step at a time. Of-course it's quite nice to have Him in my life -- just the journey together. Didn't say much to HIM [even prayers were short, cuz i would have fallen asleep after 'hi' -- too tired] ...
Just a quiet journey.
To me, this is the hardness one [considering it was almost a month of constant terror] -- but the quietest one. The silence is beautiful -- calm and peaceful feel. Even when talk to the terrorist, there is serenity -- cuz i know I have done my BEST for the group.
Every morning, a new beginning for a new battle. Yet, in my heart, I am reallie thankful for all the friends that HE has given to me. They are quiet friends, yet i know that they are always there for me.. Ppl that are always there, ready to bear the pain with me. I guess many a times, I do feel like calling people up to share the pain. But, in me, I know that WORDS are NOT NECESSARY ... cuz it's a presence in the heart -- tt i know they are there for me. That's faith in friendships
Like anyone, sometimes, I lose friends ... sometimes I find some. Just like my computer, I've lost files, pictures, data .. blar blar [when the new hard disc is replaced]. I guess it's a time to get things back == looking for people who mean the most and keeping them. I guess, friendship works both ways too -- u must treasure the person and the person must treasure you. U may keep them, but are you impt to them?
I have FINALLY gotten my computer back. Now, it's getting everything back .. all the lost pictures, data, ... ... blar blar.
It is a quiet journey
Silent pain
I survived cuz I have you in my heart =0)
