Karenai Hana

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Can you feel the love tonight?

Haha... Elaine and I were serenading a certain SOMEONE who pretended not to notice us. Haha. What a pity today is Tueday, not Wednesday.

Today is a happy day indeed. Despite failing Math, and not doing quite well in Bio. Lalala... Please don't ever let my joy be cut short. I wish this would last till the end of Sec 4. *screams* Pushy Penguins!!!!

God is teaching me patience. I was TRYING to help my little brother at the piano with his practice. He was constantly wiping sweat, scratching his head, and etc. and I was telling myself to be kind and patient and all. He can't play mi fa so fa mi without pausing to ask me how to play the last mi even though he's been learning for nearly half a year. In the end when I most calmly and nicely asked him to play it one more time he started crying saying oh he wasn't good at it and oh he wanted to do a million other things. Nevermind. Forebear. Then when I tried to get him to practice his second piece he started whining and all so I told him go, I didn't care whether Ms Goh scolds him tomorrow. So there. I failed. And therefore I will probably have to do it again. Oh God, spare me please!

Patience. Yes. So many teachers have given me patience, especially my C Lit teacher, and therefore I must do my best!!!!! >.<

I'm not a teacher!!!!!!!!

Yayee. I love the golden rose Elaine gave me. Though I forgot to bring her present today. As well as my wallet. Along with my ezlink card and photocopying card. And my purse. How lucky can I get?? If this run of bad luck is anything to gauge by, very.

Chinese Lit tomorrow. Everybody say, "Die." I am beginning to wish C Lit was non-examinable. I've been trying and trying to memorise the facts, but as Ti Fen said today, it just doesn't stick. It slaps onto the mind, and then slides off like slime.

I've started again on "Familiar Summer", though I wish I had someone to edit it, to guide me so I'd know how I'm doing.

Why do I write? For my feelings, for the things I can't say, can't show, can't tell anyone. For my dreams, hopes, and beliefs. And for the person I am.

I never want to stop feeling, because though I wouldn't be sad or rage or hurt someone, I couldn't love, care, sympathize or rejoice anymore.

Let this be our prayer
Just like any child
As we go our way.

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