Thursday, December 21, 2006

Good times fly, they really do. Before you know it, you get smacked by reality yet again, reminding you that nothing beautiful in this world lasts.

The breathtaking sunset will only last for a while before getting consumed by the darkness of the night. Cinderella was rudely struck by the midnight chime and never got to dance with her prince till morning. The little mermaid had got to sacrifice her life for a relationship that never got to last for an eternity (I'm not talking about Disney's Ariel).

So, why do people still pursue things that don't last?

Last time, I had believed that good things can go on as long as I try but now, no. The harder you try, the higher your hopes will go. And the higher your hopes go, the more disappointment and pain you will feel when they crash. The kind of pain that never fades, constantly there to remind you of the mistakes you had committed. That kind of disappointment that don't heal with time but instead, get etched deeper in your (sub)concious such that you don't dare to try ever again.

I was hurt by people before but none did it as badly as you did. I had hurt others too but you claimed that I had done the worst I could to you. Yes, I guess we had hurt each other in the process. How to end it when we haven't even started? None of us had been ready enough to cradle whatever laid in front if we were to take that step.

Words are better left unspoken. We're better off without each other.

Friday, December 15, 2006

When I got home yesterday, I was dumbfounded, shocked and gobsmacked when I enter a particularly empty living room, a place where it doesn't look much like the home I had gotten used to. Inwardly, I groaned and outwardly, I accused my Dad for the misdeeds which I knew he had done.

The SOFA is GONE from my house. GONE: as in resting under my block and waiting for someone to discard them to the garage so that they can go to the nether world in peace. The 3-seater sofa is GONE. The 2-seater is GONE too. What's left is a pathetic 1-seater when there's 4 people in my house.

And what will happen if guests turn up out of a sudden? I don't know.

I've told my parents to throw the sofa away only when they had ordered new ones but did they listen? Sad to say, NO. So what the sofa had been shedding red skin? It's still a sofa which we can rest comfortably on.

Nevertheless, dear red sofa, I salute you for your loyalty despite the harsh treatment you had received from the Lu family. May your owner in your next reincarnation treat you better than we did. Bye Bye.

What's now? We will be sitting on the floor till my parents and my sis find a suitable sofa for the living room. And I can't watch my shows comfortably even when it's my TERM BREAK.

THANKS.

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Finally and officially turned 17 yesterday. =) The sky of 17 looks different, maybe its the psychological effect that makes me think that the sky is different. For some reasons, the sky seem further away from my touch. Every year when it's my birthday, I will realise how insignificant on this earth, how tiny I am. But nevermind, I'm 17!

I'm getting old. Haha... Just one more year to turning legal. =)

Anyway, yesterday was made special by my family and my friends. Mum came into my bedroom before she went to work and wished me when I was still half-asleep. Sis did the same too but my Dad...

"You never say Happy Birthday to me!" I shouted at my Dad when I was at the door, about to go to school. Haha... so funny...

My clique gave me this present which I liked very much. I was more than surprised, seriously. Thank God for blessing me with friends like them. =) And Khim gave me this box of cookies which I reckon will drive me through the night when I burn midnight oil. And thanks to those who had wished me in school. =)

Cousin and Aunt bought Oreo Cheesecake for my birthday, it's good. Thank you.

And one last thing that made me really happy was the messages I received from my friends. None of them forgot it. Haha...and of course, that was enough to make my day. (^.^)

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Today, I'm particularly glad that the spirit is back again. After the 6 weeks spent slacking, belittling my schoolwork and just reading briefly for my quizzes, I finally found that kind of motivation that makes me want to focus on my schoolwork. Focus.

Next week is Term Test. I'm happy.

Because of the term break that follows after that. =)

Thursday, December 07, 2006

It would be better if people stop doubting their own abilities before they try. Even after you had failed, still continue to believe in your own strength.

C'mon, don't give up, don't despair.

Yeah, that should be the way.