Today I just found out something which made me very very very sad =( *sigh* goodbye
C. blogged on 3:38 PM
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{HERE I AM - Friday, May 25, 2007}
WITH HANDS HELD HIGH INTO THE SKY SO BLUE AS THE OCEAN OPENS UP TO SWALLOW YOU....
So here I am, after some re-evaluation in my healing process, savoring the feelings which we don't feel on a daily basis. I don't know if it's just me but don't you think that pain is sometimes an interesting change from the usual carefree days? It keeps us awake- it keeps us alive and knowing we're not in a dream. Maybe that's the reason why I did what I did. Never thought a LDR would work for me but yet walked knowingly into a disaster which I knew would leave me hurt just so I could know what it feels like to be pain once again. BUT U KNOW? FOR ALL ITS WORTH I'D DO IT AGAIN! CUZ I IS NUB AND LIEK TO SHOOTS MYSELVES IN TEH FOOT! :)
In any case, I'm feeling much better compared to a week ago. I guess its greatly attributed to the friends and family who have been by my side, sharing lengthy conversations over the phone, skype, spending some time out, or just talking things out over dinner. I'm so lucky to have so many awesome people around me who care. Thanks, u all are the best!
As my bro tells me -life goes on. I'm loyal like a dog but when the owner leaves, it's time to find my food and carry one surviving.
Speaking of dogs, I really wanna get one so bad =(. Today, I delivered pizza to this house (which gave me a $7 tip...yay!) that had such a majestic golden retriever-labrador which came running to me and licking me the moment the door opened. He wanted some pizza!!! SOOOOO CUTE OMG! Just wanna pick it up and give it a big hug. Ahh well, think it's gonna be awhile before I can afford the time, space and money to keep one but I guess it's something to look and work toward to...
C. blogged on 10:13 PM
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{Goodbye - Tuesday, May 22, 2007}
I’m struggling for the right words to find,
As I pen my thoughts for you in vain.
Hoping for some way to change you mind,
And be together once again.
Life is so different without you.
Everything that mattered doesn't matter no more.
And everything that I do
Has nothing left in store.
Everyone tells me to try and forget -
Maybe try to find someone new.
But I can only look back in regret,
At the chance that I blew.
Sleepless cold nights filled with agony,
I toss and turn on my bed,
Reminiscing you lying next to me,
And sweet whispers which you said.
I miss your smile;
I miss your touch;
Though just awhile,
I miss you so much.
On my knees,
I pray for one last chance,
Begging you please,
For another romance.
Yet, no matter what I say or do,
Deep inside I know it wont be.
So thanks, I love you,
Hope you’ll find someone better than me.
C. blogged on 7:05 AM
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{119 Minutes to Midnight - Saturday, May 19, 2007}
I've always been such a huge LP fan and at this point of time, I relate to their song more than anything else at the moment...
What I've Done
In this farewell There's no blood There's no alibi 'Cause I've drawn regret From the truth Of a thousand lies
So let mercy come And wash away...
What I've done I'll face myself To cross out what I've become Erase myself And let go of what I've done
Put to rest What you thought of me While I clean this slate With the hands Of uncertainty
So let mercy come And wash away...
What I've done I'll face myself To cross out what I've become Erase myself And let go of what I've done
For What I've done
I'll start again And whatever pain may come Today this ends I'm forgiving what I've done
I'll face myself To cross out what I've become Erase myself And let go of what I've done What I've done
Forgiving what I've done
C. blogged on 10:03 PM
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Just some random thought which popped into my mind today:
I guess sometimes, we're better off when we do less harm than to do more good. Simply because people tend to remember bad stuff more and forget whatever good which had been done.
C. blogged on 5:25 PM
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{A Word To Many - Tuesday, May 15, 2007}
It's been ages since I've blogged. I had my reasons for stopping and I can't say why here. It's so ironic, how you write a public blog but yet, you can't release all the information publicly - that's what I feel at least.
Yet today, here I am writing again realizing why having a blog was so good before - I could channel all my anger, frustrations and sadness (or of course my happiness, achievements etc...) to a place where I think I would be heard.
There are times when I feel so trapped with almost no one to talk to when I need comfort most- sure I have plenty of friends to hear me out but I don't expect them to be at the right place, at the right time, no do I feel like dragging them into my sinkhole. So this is where it all ends up. Here. The place where people can choose to read and sympathize or, speed through it, ignore it and close the browser. I realize that It doesn't matter if people read it or not because the writing process somewhat leaves my mind in more clarity than before.
So here I am again, typing as tears of despair attempt to spillover the eyelid reservoir. I'm marginally holding back against an emotional outburst. These few days, I've come to learn a valuable lesson - Things which are done, can't be undone.
I know, it's something we hear all the time. The funny thing is, I've always gotten away with the things I've done wrong, so at the end of the day, I get the illusion that everything was alright and what was done was 'reconcilled'. How silly of me because I've really done it this time...I've pissed someone I love off and almost sealed a failure on one of my units.
CHERISH WHAT YOU'VE GOT BECAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU WILL LOSE IT WHATS DONE CANNOT BE UNDONE
I've read it sooooo many times on different blogs, I can even remember a parable which was preached months ago. It was about a man who said things which hurt people, felt guilty and went to a priest for forgiveness (pretty much like me minus the last part). The priest told him to take a pillow and scatter the feathers in the middle of a windy town square - so that's what the man did. When he went back to the priest, the priest told him to go back out and collect the feathers and of course, he couldn't. Then the priest explained that hurtful words, like feathers, have been said and passed from one place to another. Once the words have been said, the damage is done, you just can't take it back...
*sigh*If I only remembered
Yes, I've really screwed up this time. I know. And I've probably pissed tons of my friends off before too. So this goes out to everyone. I do not expect forgiveness be as readily given as the insincere 'sorry' (though I've always meant it when I've said it). So I'm changing in hope that my actions, will speak louder than my words. Until then, you have my sincerest of sorrys...