s t a r m | s t November 30th, 2003
12 midnight now and I’ve reached home from Eugene & Jane’s wedding not long ago.. Though the wedding was a li’l messy & noisy at times, it was beautiful all the same.. It was wonderful seeing the pretty bride, looking like a princess, blushing furiously when the groom signed to her ‘their song’, and the groom grinning from ear to ear with happiness.. The groom’s face when he got sabotaged? Priceless.. Oh, and did I mention that the people at my table were the ones who sabotaged him?
But I digress.
Anyway, weddings always have some kinda effect on me.. Guess I’m a big softie and a romantic deep down inside despite my insistence that I’m a cynical person. Having a glimpse of their history through slides, seeing how he clammed his hand around her more securely when she stumbled over her dress, noticing how they reached for each other silently with their eyes when they were both apart and busy… It was just so sweet.. Small but telling things like these warm my heart.
Eugene and Princess Jane, congratulations.. May you guys make each other’s lives more meaningful than ever..
s t a r m | s t November 28th, 2003
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand….
s t a r m | s t November 27th, 2003
His exams are finally over and done with.. and it’s great hearing him sound so elated, jubilant and full of mirth.. It’s beginning to feel more like holidays now, not just cos his holidays have started, but also cos my friends from all over the world are returning to Spore, one by one, and cos as the days go by, my workload is lessening, plus, Christmas is coming, promising lots of fun and cheer, and that makes me a li’l happier..
Whoever said alcohol can make one forget unhappy things? I’ve never believed in that. In fact, alcohol seems to make depressed people more depressed… and most of the time, it makes them do things that bring about regrets the morning after. Alcohol makes people more emotional, stupid, careless or reckless.. I won’t make any comments on what you have done last night, bro, but here’s a li’l something for you..
Don’t be sad ‘cos your sun is down
You can rise above it
Don’t be sad ‘cos you’re on your own
You have to learn to love it
Don’t be sad ‘cos your sun is down
You’re gonna find your way
Don’t be sad ‘cos your day is done
There’s always another day, everyday
Don`t be sad ‘cos your sun is down
The night doesn’t need your sorrow
Don`t be sad ‘cos the light is gone
Just keep your mind on tomorrow and carry on
Time is needed to heal your wounds and mend your heart… Don’t rush into trying to forget cos you’ll only end up hurting yourself more… Don’t use other people to forget cos you’ll hurt them and you’ll only be in denial about how you really feel. Just give yourself time, time and more time.. It’s always easier to stay where you are and not move on, but sometimes you have to give yourself a li’l push towards a direction which doesn’t hold so much sorrow for you.. You have to accept that this chapter of your life is over and you have to try to move out of the rut. Take a step a day at a time and things will be a li’l easier to bear.. And always remember that you have friends who care.. *huxxx*
Song of the moment: Voices That Care - David Foster and Peter Cetera
s t a r m | s t November 24th, 2003
Monday blues…
Is it really too much to ask for a day of rest with no classes, no practices, no coordination to think about or do or plan, no ‘you-must-go-out-with-me-i-have-not-seen-you-for-so-long’, no ‘we-are-all-waiting-for-you-to-organise-it’, no ‘why-are-you-procrastinating-this-it’s-important!’, no ‘you-have-to-do-this-now-now-now’, nothing and noone to worry about, no obligations to carry out?
People keep saying I should be free since I’m having my holidays now, but it doesn’t seem like holidays cos I’ve not had a day of rest ever since my exams ended… I know I shouldn’t complain as everybody else around me are just as busy and stressed up or even more, but…..
I just want to throw everything down and scream “I Quit!! I want out!!”, but I know I can’t… and I won’t… I just want to crawl into my shell and hide there until everything blows over, but I know I can’t… and I won’t… I just want time to stop for a while and let me regain my balance in life.. but I know I can’t… and there’s nothing I can do about it..
Is it really too much to ask for a day of rest??
s t a r m | s t November 19th, 2003
For you, my shining star…
They said it was raining when you were born but it was actually the sky that was crying cos it lost its most beautiful star… You!
Happy 21st!
Hugs and *~*~*~sprinkles*~*~*~… me~
s t a r m | s t November 19th, 2003
Some days are better than others,
Some are a little bit worse.
Sometimes everything works out okay,
Sometimes you can’t get past the hurts
When things get a little too stressful and you wonder how
you’ll make it through, you need to take everything
a day at a time, and do what works for you.
Find a place in your heart where you see the way through
to the truths about how things can be. Use your inner
strength and your quiet resolve and all your positive qualities.
Know that you’re in my prayers. Whisper a few of your own.
You don’t have to do it all by yourself. Rest assured
that you’re never alone…
You’re a strong and special person, my dear..
The very best is wished for you..
There will be brighter days ahead of you…
s t a r m | s t November 14th, 2003
The clouds slowly shift in the sky
Revealing the tranquility of the stars.
Each one a spirit,
Each one a soul.
The glow of the moon turns the darkened night
Into an almost heavenly glow.
I close my eyes as I see one spirit
Shoot across the ebony vastness.
I wish to myself, a secret wish
That no one else will know.
The spirit seems to hear my plea
And twinkles on its journey.
As if to tell me
“All is well”.
Searching for another shooting star,
The clouds come forging back into view,
Hiding from me the glow of the moon and stars.
All is well.
There will always be another night sky.
