my little cousin just got his PSLE results and i think its quite allright firstly due to playing of his computer every single day even nearing his exams. i think he could have done much better if he studied more. ahh, why does everyone says this. well, nevermind, he is now about to approach another journey of his life and of course, i here wish him all the best! "you reap what you sow" Time just pass so fast that we sometimes don't even know that the day has already gone without waiting for us. Now is the holidays and basically, in other words, it means wasting precious time that could be used to do more meaningful things.
"what a sin." Life sometimes is just so fragile that someone can just pass on so suddenly and quickly without any notice. You could be talking about that person this morning and later in the afternoon you receive a call that he had passed on and went to another dimension or maybe the asura realm? who knows.
"fragility of life"
i have just took the mrt today and saw a couple in their 40s or 50s and i just couldn't understand what were they thinking. they had a load of space behind them and they just refuse to move back in order to allow others to board the train. After living for 40 or 50 years, don't they learn what is common sense? i realli just pity this group of people as they were just living for nothing for the past years in their life.
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
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